POEM: Surviving

My spirit is alive
and my heart continues to thrive
because as I open my eyes
I am enticed by the new sights
the new ideas and fresh promises
aware of the specifics
of getting by and surviving
sticking hard and fast and striving
I know that I have hills to climb
but these are the days when life is sublime
because even with the ups and downs
a smile or a hug can turn it around

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