The hard days

Are supposed to make sense in the end.
I haven’t been there yet
So I can’t tell you for sure
But people say time
Does something mysterious to our minds
Where the hard things
That once threatened to crush us,
Now ground us.
Steady us.
Remind us
That even if things
Don’t go our way,
And our best efforts
Don’t seem to count for much
Life, in all its pain and glory,
Is still worthwhile.

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