just another day....

one may never know
what life may bring
you can wake up in its sunshine
then before you know it....you’re drenched in rain
you’re smiling wide then feel that guilt,
that happiness might just be
a stone throw away from all your tears
you might live to be one hundred, in rich and fame
then turn 101 and cry in shame
what would you have chosen dearest Fran,
a happy ending from a lifetime of misery
or pure ecstasy then back to your so-so state?

-moenlite-
[when you search for a glimpse of joy]

*picture, by Marcelo Arruda

[shades]