It Is Up To Me When I Am Down

My fluffiest socks and my prettiest painted toenails cannot help me My toastiest plaid pajama pants and my favorite fluffy top cannot help me My garden with her generous tulips helps me a teeny bit My cuddly pets curling around my beet help me feel about half way better Truthfully when I am down it is up to me to reach into my injured soul and pull out memories of laughter and love and hope that exude warmth and self-love. Especially love. Love for me. God is love. Love is God so Love is me. When I remember that, the sadness floats away.