What is a Day
Wake up to beams of light piercing the window
Throw back the covers and brace for the day
Then we start our routine
Just going through the motions
Then the next day we look back at the memories
The memories of the deceased days
And looking back you can't help but think
What if
What if I had done something different with my time that day
What if I had done something to make that day special
Why didn't I make that day one to remember
A day is like a painter's canvas
You start with a blank white space
You have to paint the picture
You have to make each day one worth remembering
Brady Marshal Patterson
