We've all fought so many battles
We tend to count the ones we lost.
Trying to build upon our failures
Never adding up the cost.
The big ones seem to be remembered
Fallen soldiers tossed aside.
Forgetting all the minor battles
We should be counting up with pride.
Good days adding to the memories
And the bad days taking toll.
We need to light our way from darkness
Live our lives, not just play a role.
Happiness sure can be elusive
Especially the perfect kind.
We've got to grab onto the goodness
And capture it in our mind.