Another Day

When we rise up from our bed, we don't take time to realize. that as we are alive,another is pronounced dead. as another day passes by. when we put on our clothes, take care of hygiene, and eat our food. we again don't stop to think, that we are more fortunate that those who can't take care of themselves, and to do what they should do. yes I can honestly say,that even as we live and breathe. we try to enjoy another day we are troubled about what tomorrow may conceive. (copyright 2005 )