Life is a Gift

Life is like the sky.

Somedays it's bright,

when life has reached it's high.

Other times it's night,

when life has taken a turn

for the worse.

Fear not, for the tides will return.

Life isn't a curse,

it's a gift.

For every fight

there is a shift

to light.

For every tear

that we shed,

there is nothing to fear.

Beyond now, up ahead,

we will find life's meaning.

And it is

b  e  a  u  t  i  f  u  l  l

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