You could have given up,

but you kept on going.

You could have seen obstacles,

but you called them adventures.

You could have called them weeds,

but instead you called them wildflowers.

You could have died a caterpillar,

but you fought on to be a butterfly.

You could have denied yourself goodness,

but instead you chose to show

yourself self-love. You could have defined

yourself by the dark days, but instead

through them you realized your light.

-S.C. Lourie-