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Grateful with Gratitude

  • Writer: kmorari
    kmorari
  • Dec 1, 2019
  • 1 min read

While every second, every breath is a blessing,

Counting them all would take ages so here is me compressing:


Regardless of how the night before passed,

Every morning, rays of sunshine pierce through the sky very very fast.


From hot running water to clean breathing air,

I've had the privilege to decide what to wear and the color of each strand of my hair.


With the gift of quality education in this free-for-all nation,

I often forget the sacrifices of my immigrant parents who are the reason for my creation.


Raised with values of humanity and compassion,

I have immensely been supported to always chase my passion.


Surrounded by friends and family members with a heart of gold,

I foresee this life full of love and warmth until I grow old;

For what more can my story of gratitude be told?



San Francisco, California

 
 
 

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