A nice day goes a long way
All I could ask for
A nice day
Everything great I have done was on a nice day
They say patience is a virture
But isn't time the real blessing
All just my thoughts
Which I could have on a nice day
Family is great
But are they not better on a nice day
Why do people sulk in the cold
Why do people smile in the summer
I would prefer the latter
But a nice day is a matter of opinion
If I was to live without something why not a nice day
I have yet to meet he who enjoys a bad day
A nice day goes along way
This poem is about:
Me