an ending...

I will attempt to write a poem of sorts now. Can’t think of a reason on why I am doing it rather than why not. I am not feeling particularly chirpy with a happy outlook on life at the moment, but I don’t want to read back at this entry to be dark… apocalyptic kind of dark. So, something happy… hopefully.
Before I forget, apparently it’s Kurt Cobain’s anniversary today. So this is to Cobain, here is to hoping that wherever you’re at now, is better than the place that you have left behind.

I reek of happiness,
it’s contagious.
My careless optimism,
Borders on annoyance.
I am the garden gnome;
that decorates your garden.
Plump and smiling,
a reminder of happy days;
And cartoons.
Butterflies and sunny days,
are but a distant memory;
Shrouded by dark clouds and rainy days.
Still I stand firm,
Ever vigilante to the passing sniffing dog.
Yet I soldier on,
For the small hope that I harbor;
That I could help;
Ease the trouble that;
Plague your world.
And my existence;
Would bring happy days,
And a garden fence.