Some Wonderful Thing

I never paused and stopped
to smell the roses.

They smell bad anyway.

I never thought about anything
in someone else's shoes.

They certainly wouldn't fit.

I never tried very hard
to be all I can be.

What I tried was just to be.

But I did find that
some wonderful thing.

The one that lights me up.
The one that keeps me on my toes.
The one that confuses me and yet
the one that never lets me see my own flaws.

If only you knew that, too.