A-W-E-S-O-M-E
Things go bad,
Things go wrong,
Possibly crying to a sad sad song.
Eyes are closed,
Tears are flowing.
Open your eyes hun,
See the world.
Everything is awesome.
With your eye lids shut,
And chin to the ground,
You miss the very soul that your life surrounds.
The little smells, tastes, feels and sounds,
From city lights, to rollercoaster heights,
Hugs, kisses, laughs, friday nights.
Dance, people, education, passion.
Fitness, spirit, nature, fashion.
The sky is awesome.
Beautiful rain, breathe taking wind, burning rays.
The things you pass up on your bad days.
Sleepless nights, but all these things describable by seven letters.
'A' for awe inspiring, 'W' for wild, 'E' for eye opening, 'S' for supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, 'O' for opportunistic, 'M' for majestic, and 'E' for electric.
Food, adventure, friends, family, life.
Power, poetry, sex, me.
All equally awesome.
All but 1.
1 surpasses.
Completely awesome, but needs to keep their eyes open.
YOU.
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