Day brings happiness and joy
We need to live by and enjoy
Think of day’s routine
And plan in time
The sun rises in the sky
With high hopes to fly
We are in full spirit
To meet the people and greet
The life is like ocean
But provided with different means
Bailey wants food in time
Children cry for want of it sometimes
Choice is in our hand
How to try for it and lend?
Hand of friendship with hard work
We have many means to look forward
Life is carried on as usual
So many things are taken as casual
No to bear anything in mind
We need to be honest and kind
Not honest to look like fool
But simple in approach to become successful
True in dealing means minimum bargaining
Then only life will be peacefully remaining
Day brings happiness and joy We need to live by and enjoy
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