As the mysteries
of the day unfold
It brings along
stories that are untold
As time passes
by
Some laughter’s
live and some tears dry.
Some memories
smile and some hopes die.
It may be the
same old cliché...
But the fact is
we are gifted with today...
A child of
yesterdays and a parent to tomorrows...
We share with it
some of our happiness and some of our sorrows
Yet, with every
dusk a truth does dawn
That tomorrow
may never come and yesterday is never gone...
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