Danielle Myre (9.27.2012)
He weeps.
She fears.
They suffer.
I smile.
So much sorrow,
And just as much happiness;
A day that falls apart,
And a day that is the best ever.
We all feel different things;
And just because they suffer,
Does that mean we can’t smile?
Why is there both so much sadness and happiness in one day?
I ache for their pain,
You wish for their happiness.
They ache for freedom,
And sometimes wish for more pain.
But today I weep.
Today you fear.
We suffer.
And they smile.
Their sorrow turns around,
Happiness becomes their day.
Our smiles dissipate,
And pain settles in deep.
Every day changes,
And everyone grows from their pain.
But those that are happy may meet a horrible day.
Every day is different.
A bad day can become a good day.
And a good day can switch to the worst day.
There is no telling what day yours will become;
Because life is life and it’s always changing.