Every day I think of something beautiful and deep,

Before I go to sleep.

It brings a smile,

And gives me the strength to go another mile.

What does a day hold?

If it’s not something sweet and bold?

A hello to a new stranger,

A hug to the old friend,

A kiss to the beloved,

And a fight with someone close and at hand.

A walk of faults and regrets,

Giving hope to make things best.

Thoughts that may be a little sad,

Reminds of all the things that make me feel glad.

Slowly in the years I realize

Nobody is born intelligent and wise.

Risk taken can be calculated,

And truths can be manipulated.

It’s not when I get up from sleep,

It’s how much I’m awake when I’m going to sleep.

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