The Day

It’s a sunrise
It’s a sunset
It’s the memory of the onset
Of a lifetime full of wonder
And the constant falling under
Full of finding every good thing
To be added to the sadness
Like you’re running from your laughter
And your sense of it’s a wonder
And the only time for brilliance
What did you do to be like this
And what do you do
When you feel it and you don’t go
Pretend that you don’t know