I have come to live my life out loud.
And in joyous celebration.  
Amidst the noise and squalor,
I will see the beauty in every day.
And the eyes that know longing.
The hearts that hurt.
I will not cower among the wounded.
I will not wilt and hide as the sun scorches me.
I will stand up for sunshine.
And rainbows.
And dreams.
And children playing.
And acts of kindness, charity and love.
And dogs cuddled by fireplaces
And cats purring on a lap.
And brave people.
And those who need love.
And rolling down grassy hills and splashing in pools
I bow down to people who take risks and people who care.
And I will shout from the rooftops that life is good.