Each day we have, may be our last
We must not waste, nor let it pass
Without sharing, and being a part
All that each day can and should be
A day to give, and to receive
The best of all that there can be.
I spent my life, in endless search
Of reasons why, the truth to find
Yet in the end, the only truth I need
Is that I am, and I live to be free.
No need to fight, or hide away
Your finest moment, is here, today.
Beautiful!
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