The Gift of Life

Waking up in the morning brings such delight

Especially when it could be my last

I am forever grateful for every breath I am gifted

The simple act of being alive

Always brings me comfort

My understanding that life is vulnerable

And that it can be taking away in an instant

Has taught me not to take it for granted

Which is why even though I hate mornings

And struggle to wake up every day

The fact that I am still alive

Always makes me happy

Because yesterday could have been my last

Life is an amazing gift

And I purely love it

Life is a privilege

Rather you realise it or not

So, at the end of the day

Even if nothing has gone my way

I can rest happy knowing that I am alive