The Light at The End of That Cave

There’s often a reason

To give up and cry.

But don’t think it’s treason

When you stand up and try.


Lacking hope isn’t healthy

It’s really not good for you

You and I are not wealthy,

But don’t let sadness get to you, too.


While others might start weeping,

wishing it could be better,

You would not be caught sleeping

As you fight hard for greater.


When I feel down, I often remember

There’s always a light at the end of that cave

I no longer let myself sink

I keep up the fight and I always stay brave.


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