At dawn, the Sun rises up through the horizon
Hope gets ready for its toil
Mind and soul promise to help hope win
A jigsaw puzzle takes its toll
Heart fights through all the day’s odds
Spirit says never say die; the day is about to end
At dusk, the Sun sets down through the horizon
The day seems decently conquered
The Stars and the Moon comfort the day’s pain
Hope consoles for the unknown
The night seeps through the dark
Only to begin the cycle again!
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