Open Sesme

what would life be like being really pretty?

She loved life and it loved her right back.
She listened to heart above other voices.
She pursued big dreams in of small realities.
She saw every ending as a new beginning.
She discovered her real measurements had nothing to do with numbers or statistics.
She was kind loving and patient with herself.
She woke up one day and threw away her excuses.
She realized she was missing a great deal by being sensible.
She turned her cant’s into cans, and her dreams into plans.
She ignored people who said I couldn’t be done.
She had a way of obstacles into opportunities.
She went out on a limb, had it break behind her, and discovered she could fly.
She discovered she was the one she’d been looking for.
She added so much beauty into being human.
She walked in when everybody else walked out.
She had this way of brightening the day.
She made the whole world feel like home.
She decided to enjoy more and endure less.
She started living the life she said she imagined.
She colored her thoughts with only the brightest hues.
She was an artist and life was her canvas.
She ran ahead where there were no paths.
She crossed borders recklessly, refusing to recognize limits. Saying bonjour and buon giouno as thought she owned both France and Italy and the day itself.
She held her head high and looked the world straight in the eye.
She not only saw a light at the end of the tunnel, she became that light for others.
She designed the life she loved.
She took a leap and built her wings on the way down
She said Good-Bye to unhealthy relationships.

She remained true to herself.