Sometimes I pause beneath the moonlit sky,
And thank the stars for letting me be
For every breath, each passing moment,
For the quiet gift of simply being free.

Life may not be gentle,
And some roads may leave their scars,
But even in the darkest nights,
There is beauty hiding in the stars.

I don't need a perfect life,
Just moments that feel true
A little peace, a heart that hopes,
And skies that carry me through.

So here I stand, beneath the moon,
With gratitude soft and bright
For this imperfect, precious life,
For being here, alive, tonight.

Expect little from people.
Expect a lot from yourself.
That’s a secret of a happy life.