The Gift
The thing about being alive
Is knowing we are bogged down
We struggle to overcome
And sometimes we succeed
But we often see the best in ourselves
In the trying
Bravery is in accepting
Wishing is the fool’s refuge
Chance dare’s us
To shine temporarily
Our bequest
Is their memory
©dbyrne april 3013
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