By Subrat   

What you yearn to get, may still be a distant dream.

Yet what you have is a gift, howsoever small it may seem.

What you got, found or met certainly could have gone the other way.

Now that you have it, you may not feel what you would have felt on that odd day.

Life seems good for those brief moments of joy,

Giving reasons to feel happy then and latter memories to enjoy.

Yet, the moments of sorrow often feel so heavy to bear

That those moments of good luck now seem so far which once upon a time, seemed so near.

The heart ought to feel a bit, stand up and say

"Yesterday may be mine and today things may not happen my way.

But, thank you my lord for what you gave me. You hold my life now. You had touched my day, then."

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