Why the hell should I be
grateful?
There is so much pain and so
much strife.
I feel like I've been
suffering all my life.
But when I look in the eyes of
my mate,
When the morning sun shines me
awake,
And illuminates the entire
room,
I remember
to move the I
In my question and say,
“That is why the hell
I should be grateful.”
I am grateful when I hear her
words
That are filled with wit and
charm
That make me feel loved and
warm.
I am grateful that she
challenges me
A better person to be.
I don't always like it
It sometimes feels unkind
But a better person I am
When I open my mind.
And when it opens I see
So many things in me
That I am grateful for.
From my head to my toes
I see that it is my life that
glows
When I am grateful for
everything,
And anything that comes my
way.
And now I can say,
"That is why the hell
I should be grateful."
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