I love the windy breeze
of October
that sings winter is coming soon
I love the laughter of friends
after I’ve
cracked a joke at myself
I love it when my cat
sits in my lap
especially when I am lonely
I love feeling special
that
my birthday comes on Thanksgiving
I love that I don’t have
birthday cake
but I do have birthday pies
I love that I
don’t
have to be like everyone else
but I love it
when I find others
who love the things I love
there are many things
that I love
too many to list too many to remember
now one thing I don’t love
is who I am
but I do love who I’m becoming.