Cope
Tears, hurt and pain,
The feeling living is in vain.
Are all the things we hate.
Yet are all required to appreciate.
Love, compassion and hope,
Are all we really need to cope.
Those who's hearts become bitter,
Have just decided to be a quitter.
Those who's hearts are warm,
Know how to weather the storm.
Living is not a game,
Seeking glory or fame.
Life is a gift from above,
to teach us how to love.
The feeling living is in vain.
Are all the things we hate.
Yet are all required to appreciate.
Love, compassion and hope,
Are all we really need to cope.
Those who's hearts become bitter,
Have just decided to be a quitter.
Those who's hearts are warm,
Know how to weather the storm.
Living is not a game,
Seeking glory or fame.
Life is a gift from above,
to teach us how to love.
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