Grounds for optimism, I revere,
cast your innate spell my dear,
constant acts of kindness so sincere,
watch for gentle soul  who may appear,
with courage and charm always near,
raise your voice eschew or shun  that jeer,
heartfelt gesture has no false veneer,
spinner of those sweet words a career,
they stress goodness in each one without fear,
the sort who is prompt with praise, loath to smear,
from january first to close  of  calender year,
on another slant or somewhat bright frontier,
haunting scenic fare layer on layer, tier on tier,
divine vision when strolling on a pier,  
omens shine everywhere just gaze and peer, 
the poet, writer, playwright in their sphere,
duty bound as spry warm tidings  pamphleteer,
blissful world not  difficult at all to engineer,
me, torch bearer, spirited, jovial, that zestful top gear,
may my monorhymes buttress each well-disposed  heart and ear