Some days.

Some days just hold more character, the light, the breeze, the rain, Some assort themselves with laughter And others bring the pain,

Some days just hold more character, the birds, the trees, the air, Some assort themselves with solace others ways of care,

No matter what the day brings, the flowers blooming sight, no matter what the weather, stormy warm or bright

Be thankful for the gestures, sweet smiles or the tears, Be thankful for the moments in all the passing years,

Have gratitude in knowing, not one day will be the same, and as a fire burns inside Be thankful for the flame.