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A Whisper of Gratitude

Poem by Per Norrgren

In the quiet of dawn, a whisper we find,
A gentle reminder, a soothing touch for the mind.
In each simple act, in each humble deed,
There lies a quiet joy, a soul’s true need.

Thank you, dear self, for the morning light,
For rising with hope, embracing the fight.
In each step you take, in each breath you draw,
There is strength, there is grace, a universal law.

Thank you, dear self, for the food on your plate,
For choosing the path of love over hate.
In each meal you prepare, with hands that care,
There is a spirit of giving, a blessing to share.

Thank you, dear self, for the moments of rest,
For honouring your limits, for doing your best.
In the stillness of night, in the shadows that creep,
There is peace in your heart, a promise to keep.

Thank you, dear self, for the battles you face,
For standing with courage, for moving with grace.
In each challenge you meet, in each tear you cry,
There is growth, there is wisdom, a reason to try.

Thank you, dear self, for the laughter and tears,
For holding your dreams, despite all your fears.
In each smile you wear, in each sorrow you bear,
There is beauty, there is truth, a love so rare.

In the dance of the world, in the song of the soul,
Gratitude whispers, making us whole.
For in the heart of kindness, in the embrace of care,
We find our true selves, always aware.

So, thank you, dear self, for being so kind,
For nurturing the spirit, for freeing the mind.
In each moment of gratitude, in each gentle sigh,
There is a beacon of light, a reason to fly.

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