Everyday comes,
To give all opportunity...
And a chance to appreciate,
What that day offers and brings.
Perhaps it is with the ease of it,
That we take life for granted.
And the existence of this gift given,
Is rarely looked upon or accepted by many...
For its seriousness,
Quickly dismissed.
Until it is realized there is no permanence.
And a missing of those we shared our lives with,
Becomes reminisced,
With wishes to see them again.
Lawrence S. Pertillar
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sunrise-and-sunset-pleases/
