When life seems lost, and hope feel far away;
We wonder if a blessing's waiting still,
Or if our troubles will forever stay,
A heavy burden that we cannot feel.

But sometimes what appears as loss, a door;
A chance to find a new and a brighter way,
A gift that's waiting, hidden and in store;
To guide us through the dark and gloomy day.

For every challenge that we overcome,
A chance to grow and find our inner light,
To let our courage shine and overcome,
And find the strength to face the darkest night.

So let us trust that blessings in disguise,
Will guide us through the pain and lift us high.

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