My life isn’t perfect, but that’s okay,
I wake with gratitude every day.
Though storms may gather, skies may gray,
I find the light along the way.

The dreams I chased, not all came true,
Yet blessings abound, both old and new.
A roof, a meal, a warm embrace,
Love surrounds me in every space.

Perfection’s a shadow, a fleeting thing,
But joy is found in the song I sing.
In simple moments, my heart takes flight,
Grateful for the gifts in plainest sight.

For every trial, a lesson learned,
For every loss, a love returned.
The road is rugged, the journey steep,
But in my soul, God’s peace I keep.

So here I stand, both flawed and free,
Thankful for all that’s given to me.
Perfect or not, I take my stand,
A grateful heart, a life in hand.

Created by
MarkWaldrop