Stay Here...
“Everyday is a gift” they say,
but I’ve let it all sway.
when I saw a glimpse of the day,
it made me stay.
When the sun shined through the branches and the flowers,
the people beneath that sparkled even more.
When each pace of that jogger made sure his health,
there was these girls who started the day with a giggle.
The morning tea of the pen pusher was the energy he needed,
that smile in return was the only treasure that shop keeper yearned.
The hope this community carries,
The new page turned for a glimmer of sunshine in each other’s life
The glimpse of the day.
“Every day might not be a gift, but every being is a present”
