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.