Take what it gives…
And return to it a thankfulness.
Life is a lesson.
We all have tests to pass.
Some attempt to refuse their tasks.
And fall to to become indignant and crass.
Life is a lesson.
Learn your lessons well.
Some will choose a path to heaven!
Others will curse themselves…
Preferring to address their stressing hell!
Life is a lesson!
Do what is received as given…
And perceive with that,
You are doing you’re best!
At least…
You are doing what you can and well!
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