Some days you notice the rain and not the rainbow,
Some days struggles scream louder than victory
And the journey seems tedious when you can’t see the destination.
Some days the colour is stripped from life’s canvas
And you watch it crumble as time goes ticking.
You’re out of words, and feel your voice fading.
Going back in time, you begin to see
Where you were and what you had been,
The path you walked and the pain you went through-
The questions you had and the fear that gripped you.
You see how far you’ve travelled,
And where you are today
It’s been a long way, but aren’t you stronger than yesterday?
Come what may, you stand tall
You choose to hope when everything else falls.
You know that the rainbow matters but the rain does too-
One simply cannot exist without the other.
So, when the colour on your canvas is washed away,
You know you can paint your life again
With every colour you can imagine
And there you go, you have life for the win.
Where there is life, there is always hope.
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