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A Busy Day

The ringing of the morning alarm, Ends the nightly calm. The bright rising sun, Marks the beginning of the run. The days starts with a frown, Its time to work and drown. Getting ready in a hurry, On the mind so many worry. The ticking of the clock, Building pressure block by block. Dealing with the traffic, All seems to be so tragic. Reaching the destination, Working on presentation. Aiming on the targets, Meals one forgets. After the tiring day, Nothing goes the proper way. All that can set things right, Is a smile so bright. As the evening dawns, Even the brain yawns. Its time to take rest, To give tomorrow our best, Such is our life Its useless to lie. All we need is a moment, A moment to foment.  Give it a thought, Its high-time you fought. Get up for your dreams, Rewards are the creams. Live life your style, Jump over the stile. Run towards your goals, The worries will turn into moles. Just give it a try, Practice to fly. There are no bars, Go, reach for the stars.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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