Saturday, December 7, 2013

Some Days

Sun light is a little lighter, 
And the time ticks a little slower.
There is a pace in the steps 
And no distance seems further.
Music plays quite the type,
Traffic stops just about right.
Days are more hopeful,
But nights are too soon.
You feel more alive,
For there is so much to live.

I wish I could save some days for you,
For the most days that are not.