Fantastick

I am so sloppy sometimes. Seriously.
I could have done this better, I presume.
But things are now as good as they could be,
So I'm not sure if better has much room.
I like this life, these ways, and who I am,
And I imagine you feel that as well;
And therefore though I'll always wish to cram
A little more joy in, I cannot tell
How that could happen. Though it did not start
As well as it could have, let us remember
That a beginning's but a little part;
Things change so quickly: just recall December.
So while I may be slowly, silly, slow
I'm really happy now, just so you know.