It is a flash, of a firefly, in the night
Life has it's way
It is a breath, of a candlelight
To live another day
Good comes from the way, we prevail
Not the money, we have to enrich
Be thankful of good, as well as fail
Even the poor man is rich
Today is another day to learn
As you live, you have more
To learn, understand and yearn
Today is to live today, and explore
If you can see the sunrise upon
You have gain victory
We are nevertheless, the spawn
Of the earth's past mystery
© daniel miltz
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