Days so happy I never want to die
Days spent in the depths where I’m too afraid to cry
Nights filled with promise of wonders yet to come
Nights consumed with sadness but I have nowhere to run
Evenings lost in thought, happy memories on my mind
Evenings forged in fire with me trying to get by
Mornings bring a sense of breath and freshness is renewed
Mornings dreading all the things a living soul must do
Arsenio Franklin 