Day Is Beautiful
Some walking through the morning dew
Leave behind footsteps noticed by a few.
The imprints are quickly gone
And all that remains is not etched on stone,
But rather the mental image of the time
When man strode forth, in time sublime.
Day is beautiful
Life is beautiful
(Some would say the reverse is true
But it depends upon how it is you view
Death is the end for some
But to others the beginning; life eternal has begun.)