I'm grateful for who I haven't met yet,
I'm grateful for snow,
for roses, for the world.
I'm grateful for sunsets,
pride and I'm grateful
that I'm grateful.
I'm grateful for him,
we just met and such
a deep understanding.
I'm grateful for the pain,
the horror, the glory,
the honor.
I'm grateful to go home,
to be born again,
to go slow.
I'm grateful to
toss hate aside
and move on...
Out the windows you go,
like old boots, like slush,
like mittens...
Like glory, like honor.
I'm grateful
to move on.
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