For it’s our grief that gives us our gratitude

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 “For it’s our grief that gives us our gratitude” by Isabella Goodman

Even in these trying times 

We still endure the dreadful climb

Up a mountain, up so high

And as we climb we call out for some sort of reply

Isolated on your mountain, all alone, no one to confide in

As millions die, we wait for a sign

That this is all worth it. That life is really worth it.

With millions dead, no end in sight 

We begin to get tired of this dreadful hike 

Uphill we journey, only to be hit

By avalanches of pain

But in our grief, we may find

A piece of gratitude left behind

Somewhere in us, it is there

A tiny piece of gratitude there to share. 

Even if your world seems to fall apart

Use that gratitude to help you get through. 

And with that gratitude, you will be strong

And able to climb that mountain you’ve hiked for so long.