Poem -

DAY

                                                                                               It is another day what is ahead
                                                                                               We the world get out of bed
                                                                                               Is there a person waiting for war
                                                                                               Someone entering an unknown door
                                                                                               To maybe the pockets to fill
                                                                                               Or a mad person waiting to kill
                                                                                               Preparing for their wedding day
                                                                                               Or maybe in church to pray
                                                                                               Buying new property or a car
                                                                                               Maybe by travelling going afar
                                                                                               Going into labour giving a birth
                                                                                               Or at work showing their worth
                                                                                               Starting a new job lost the other
                                                                                               Visiting friends father or mother
                                                                                               Going to funeral close one lost
                                                                                                Leaving lover not knowing the cost
                                                                                                Shredding tears maybe have laughter
                                                                                                Day before or maybe be after
                                                                                                Walking your dog down a street
                                                                                                Seeing people hurry on feet
                                                                                                Going to work signing in
                                                                                                Dustman collecting weeks life bin
                                                                                                Being left money letters from rich
                                                                                                Cricketers examining grass pitch
                                                                                                Or footballers practice on ground
                                                                                                Lucky day something is lost found
                                                                                                Not standing weather wet or hot
                                                                                                A poor brave soldier is shot
                                                                                                Men at the top deciding our fate
                                                                                                Young persons on their first date
                                                                                                What my friends do you have to say
                                                                                                Time passing twenty four hours day
                                                                                                Thinking of time what is our fate
                                                                                                Think hard of the day before it is too late

                                                                                            
                                                                                                
                                                                                                          

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BRIAN FROST

The poem is to show as we wake up each day that life runs in many ways that we face
in life it could be good or bad we follow the news tells it us whether grim cheerful
what the weather rains or shines if hopes of peace such time we now live in.
  But we all pray that the day passes with happiness.

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Susan O'Reilly

great clever write but I'm not sure if the layout works on cosmo cosmos read fast I guess and won't take the time to figure it out much enjoyed x

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