Everyday

There are days..
And there are days..
Some make u wanna dance n sway..
Others make u wanna kneel n pray..
Everyday cannot be the same..
Every other day may feel like a game..
Times make u laugh n make u cry..
Its sometimes rainy sometimes dry..
Where r u gonna run n where r u gonna hide..
One’s got to live this life, come hail or high tide..
So take each day as it comes, whatever it brings..
live each second to the fullest without attaching any strings..
Be generous n be giving..
That, my dear is the art of living.

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