Tuesday, March 1, 2011

In Gratitude

Sometimes I walk the halls at school,
with tears in my eyes,

hand on my heart,

in gratitude.
I just love every moment here.

It's tough and really confusing sometimes,

but deeply and genuinely and passionately,

I have so much gratitude for being here.

I love it here.
I love every moment of it.

So much so, that if it was taken away,

I'd still be ok,
because I'm rejoicing and celebrating