Pluckiness

I think it's plucky that you stir in the morning even if your soul is weary

Your bones ache for laze and the day is too dreary.

I think it's plucky that you continue living even if you don't know how to anymore

And you don't even perceive what you are looking for.

I think it's plucky that you repel the waves rolling again

And you decide to fight without any complain.

I think it's plucky that there are day when you feel like surrendering but you never do

No matter how bad situations are and what you are going through.