I guess this is love

that gives the courage to believe

when all I see is dark and gray—

when all I sense is grief.

I guess this is love

that gives the reason to press on

when all the odds just beat me down—

when all me can’t hold on.

I guess this is love

that gives the joy to live, love, laugh

when all around just stress me out—

when all me’s broke in half.

Yes! ‘Tis love to me

that lets me out of boundaries

when all of life is crowding in—

when I am victory.

 

~by OKaren

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