Life is not a road that's always bright,Nor every dream a soaring flight.It bends through storms, it climbs through pain,Yet after loss comes hope again.

The strongest hearts are not those freeFrom every wound or misery.They're those that rise when hope seems small,Who find the strength to stand through all.

Each sunrise whispers, "Try once more."Each closed door leads to another door.No step is wasted, none in vain;Each joy and tear becomes our gain.

So live with kindness, love with grace,Leave gentle footprints in your place.For when the final day is through,The life remembered is the good you do.