Life is beautiful, Even in its ******* things. The small bags of life- The creases in the paper, The untying bands of bracelet, The crinkled edges of the dollar bill, The thin dark gunk Collected upon the penny, The uneven water splashed upon The bathroom sink, The droplets upon the toothbrush, The random foam of the fluoride rinse, The fraying strands of gray and black Athletic sock, The clouded water Lying below the ivory soap In its dish- These are unpleasant, yes, But they remind us That we are in this world, That this is no false world But a quite real one, One which we can shape Or help shape, One that is worth living in, Worth loving in, A good world.