Grit

 For all 

The disappointment 

I realize

Those blessings 

Chase the 

Blues away

Until I 

People watch

In the Marais

Or sip spritzes

In Amalfi

Thanks 

Will be given 

For a

Phone call 

I needed 

To take

Eating a 

Bowl of chili

On a rainy 

Cold day 

Where Spring 

Felt so distant 

And wildly 

Indifferent 

The warmth 

Of Your Grace

Give me grit

To continue dreaming 

Despite the battle 

When I 

Give up 

Satan wins

And I don’t 

Concede 

Without a fight