I choose to see
the glass half full.
I love the sheep,
not just the wool.
I feel pure joy
when friends succeed,
not thinking of
affects on me.
I rather give
not just receive,
It fills my heart
but not my sleeves.
In love with love,
and happiness.
I like to be
an optimist.
I crawled through dark
to reach the light,
I grasped it fast
it made me bright.
I try to share
lessons I learn,
So others eat
from what I earn.
– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy