Off the Shelf

I've been sitting up here day after day and months on end, and please, let's not talk about years I watch you stare at me when you think I'm unaware. I see you vacillate between life's mundane and big BEYOUTIFUL me, and oh how I cringe when you buckle to those artificial fears This old, stale, dust has covered me, concealing my illustrious shine Please know that I am forever in your heart and indelibly in that BEYOUTIFUL mind You were made imperfectly but you have been so faithful I've seen your long nights and slow days. Oh my! What we can and should be is so bountiful It is no accident that I was born in your heart and aggrandized in your mind Come on now, take me off this shelf and clean me up, the world is waiting, let's get in line The bumps, accidents, detours, and road construction along the way enticed you to put me back on this damn shelf Sure we have had to remap a time or two or three. But this journey must continue, we have our help I see the cuts, scrapes, bruises, mental anguish, pain, and frustration you bear But you're still standing, so take me off this shelf, and let's get there I'm still waitin'! But don't make me wait much longer It's time to eat, let's feed this born hunger Poof! Poof!