What make me happy are sweet things,
A delicious run on my fingers, The vast joy of ice cream that lingers.
Infinite red velvet cake tickling my dreams, My most precious times are with sweet things.
Not only food, oh no, also the people that storm in, The personalities embedded in my life like the sky wind.
Crowding my time with humor and laughter...
Rambunctious behavior they bring in makes the moments sweeter.
Friendship is one thing as well but...
Replaying that emotion of love in my soul is the head of my joy,
My constant ambition is for the ones I love! A smile on the face, the grace of my pace, the motivating system of love!
God first, family second, and the people I care for and who cares for me.
So... I had to save the best for last because love can be infinite.
Food drifts away, Friends can come and go, but love is something lyrical.
My monuments of sweet things are critical to my soul.
Life is a monument of sweet things, Life is the constant goal.