POEMS IN A BUG'S LIFE

A poem i made as the rain came pouring on one sunny day. . It came to my thought that life is not really fair. That no matter how good we do, how happy and content we feel there will always be failures, fights, tears, poor, hunger, conflicts even wars. But as the rain stops, as the new day begins it comes along with it a hope that maybe today is the day when somethings are made better and things that we've hoped for come true; and then finally say "ah, today is a perfect day." .... just my thoughts, bugs

Today is a new day
Yesterday has gone so fast it was impossible for it to stay
And tomorrow is not until what happened today has washed away,
Leaving only the memories that we cannot throw away

Today the sun is bright
And all is happy with its light
The flowers, the trees the fishes in the seas
Even the wind is ecstatic you could feel through the breeze

Today is but a dot in our life
We can tuck away even our own strife
For this day is another way to start
From our wrongful ways we can try to depart

Today I wish the rain would not come
So we could enjoy just this day outside the sun
Do things i've missed, swim for fun, get a tan
Or ride the bike in the afternoon till sundown

But just in case today rain would come
Washing the roads, on the rooftops pouring down
To fill up the oceans, to water the trees or aid flowers to bloom
It only cleanses the earth before another day resumes

Never fear when the day ends at night
Because it is the magic from which there is life
When all else is in dark, a part of the world has light
And when the new day comes, we bask in its warmth as the sun shines bright

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