I like about myself

that I tread very lightly, so lightly you cannot hear my footsteps,

I do not disturb dust

beneath my feet;

that I am ready to laugh, I am even now

waiting for you to make me laugh;

that when I am alone, I sing

and do not think of myself

and am happy;

that I will stare for a long time

at things I find beautiful, moving,

but not when anyone can see, lest they think

I am doing it for their benefit, as an affectation;

that sometimes my hair curls, and sometimes

I even like that it curls;

that I like things about myself.