I yearned for joy to fill my soul...

A lesson's weight, a heavy toll,

I yearned for joy to fill my soul.

Not wisdom etched in sorrow's lines,

But sunlight's gift, where true grace shines.

A blessing's bloom, a gentle art,

Instead of pain that tore apart.

I wished for peace, a tranquil scene,

Not lessons learned, so sharp and keen.

Ambivert