The Day

It’s a sunrise

It’s a sunset

It’s the memory of the onset

Of a lifetime full of wonder

And the constant falling under

Full of finding every good thing

To be added to the sadness

Like you’re running from your laughter

And your sense of it’s a wonder

And the only time for brilliance

What did you do to be like this

And what do you do

When you feel it and you don’t go

Pretend that you don’t know