There are days when bubbling from us comes, the innocent child within, who giggles at the little things and wears a silly grin.
There are days when melancholy comes to vist for a while, the mind feels tired ,the body weak; we have no strength to smile.
There are days when joy abundant, grabs a hold of you and me; wraps us up in all it's splendor lifts us up and sets us free.
There are days sorrow warps us in, its cloak of grief and fear. "till our hearts ache to the breaking, "till our eyes can't shed a tear.
There are days when love bestows us, with its wonderment and light; with its beauty and it mystery, its power and its might.
And there days when life rewards us, and seems to make amends, by granting us a marvelous gift the precious gift of Friends.
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