I can create beauty wherever I go
For myself for loved ones
For those I do not know
So I shall
I can lift spirits or wipe a tear
Of those who might need it
Whether they be far or near
Because I want to
The milk of human kindness
Is in short supply I fear
With selfishness comes blindness
It's my mission to see
Though there is less joy
In the holidays for me now
My heart can still employ
To give to others
It's said often it's ever better to give
So this I shall do for myself
Sometimes a girl has to live
Making my own happiness. Merry whatever to me. 💖
