Days
Today, tomorrow,
Let's not forget about the day after
tomorrow,
What about the day a month from
now, or the day a year
from now...as days pass us by
without a second thought
we think of all the other days that
never do care about us.
You say a day is a year in a life time
but a year in a day in
a centurie.
Our days pass us by so fast why
should remeber your
favorite holi"day" or your birth"day".
Why do these days matter at all?
Because these are the days we live
in wonder,
Die in awe,
And strive in contimpment.
These are our days and noone elses
Copyright © Samantha Gay | Year Posted 2012
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