The Day gets away

While the warm Sun bathes

I ask myself; Did you read a good book today?

Did you pray?

If they day turns grey,

I let my heart take regin

I become smarter from all the pain

Smoke, dream, think, freak it all away

Don’t we all do it, anyway?

When the evening comes her way

Comfort comes while the crickets play

A reminder of what I love at stake-

So, how I wouldn’t have it any other way

Then to have another sacred day.