One day comes and is so good; Another day comes and is so bad; Whether good or bad,it passes away. Accept each day the way it comes. And you thank God it came at all.
Source: Good days bad days
My response after I read this poem:
When the days is all but gone,
What can I say at all?
What words passed from my lips this day?
Have I said a kind word at all?
What words did I receive into my heart?
What dance will my heart leap tonight?
I choose to express what I feel in song or dance
And freedom comes from that.