For All The Things That Make You Smile

For All The Things That Make You Smile

I am for a slightly burnt backyard barbeque

On a Sunday afternoon.

I am for eight hour car rides

And static on the radio.

For singing off key.

I am for a midnight movie in the living room

With a carton of chocolate ice cream.

I am for best friends on a pull-out couch,

When late night whispers reveal you.

For smiling without reason.

I am for a young couple's leap of faith,

Who thirty years later still hold hands

To watch the sun set.

I am for decorating a christmas tree,

Lighting a menorah,

Or however else you so choose to find faith.

For believing you can change the world.

I am for being broken down and torn to shreds,

And then built back up

By the ones who care.

I am for the rose gardens in the park

That everyone loves,

And for the single flower in the sidewalk crack,

That only one sees.