Days

I found my other old poetry book.....finally. This is one of my favorte poems....hope you enjoy.



Days

When one day passes to another day,
I think, what were we put here to do?
Are we to live life peacefully? Is this to be so?
I don't think we are to stay in our same routine as we may.

There is only one chance to make our mark on life,
And I believe we can do it without much pain or strife,
Soon this day will come to its end, and become forgotten,
Will you leave your footprints in the path you've trodden?

We can change our course, we're the only one,
It may take a bold soul to do so they say,
But even a fool can tread his own way,
So tread yourself a mindful path before this day done.