Days Poem by Daniel Hooks

There are days when we toy with innocence
There are days when wear despair as our clothes
Days when we truly open our eyes
Days when we want to keep them closed
Days when we have to restrain the pain from our hearts
and there are days when that pain departs
days when we feel loved in the morning when we wake
and days when we feel so far away from that love
that we just have to hold on and take the love we are given
days when we pretend to be free
and days when we really do hold the key
to doors unopened before
days when we feel we can take on the world
and days where we hide in the corner
days when we appreciate the flowers and fauna
when we see the beauty of a dropp of dew on a rose




days change what we think and who we are
days where we travel near and days we travel far
drink in the moments and savour the day
because its drifting away
and its all we have!