• There are days when bubbling from us comes the innocent child within,
    who giggles at the little things and wears a silly grin

    There are days when melancholy comes to visit for a while;
    the mind feels tired, the body weak;
    we have no strength to smile

    There are days when joy abundant grabs a hold of you and me;
    wraps us up in all it's splendor, lifts us up and sets us free

    There are days when sorrow wraps us in its cloak of grief and fear;
    till our hearts ache to the breaking;
    till our eyes can't shed a tear

    There are days when love bestows us with its wonderment and light;
    with its beauty and mystery's, its power, and its might

    And there are days when life rewards us and seems to make amends
    by granting us a marvelous gift, the precious gift of friendship...