549. WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE COCKLES?

During times of disillusionment

Insight into both sides of human nature guides me

Toward carving out new paths inside my head

Which I'd never thought to tread

Nothing new about two sides of human nature

Pretty classic, in fact
What may be new is this ...
Accepting that both sides vie for control of my mind

On the other hand, during dark times

Those who TRULY know me

Don't call me Pollyana

For nothing

As you shall see
The fires of idealism

Warm the cockles of my heart
For this reason:

I'd rather err with idealists

Than listen to bah humbug
Or watch put downs
Fall out of my mouth

Want to know
Who I am by choice?
I am one
Who wishes you well

I am your
Optimistic

Growing more realistic

Friend, Polly-annie

PS  What in the world

Are 'cockles', anyway?