Each Day

(from Brainstorms)

I’m doing the best I can
with each day that I’m living,
to try to embrace
the gifts I’ve been given.

Sometimes I soar.
Sometimes I squeak by.
Sometimes I just want to
lie down and cry.

Some days are light;
Others are packed.
I hope I won’t let things
slip through the cracks.

I aim to be kind
to the people I know
and I’m sorry for any
hurt I may sow.

One thing I’ve found
I try not to forget:
The easier I am,
the easier life gets.