As all the days pass ahead,
Calling for a reason.
Bliss and ache toss to lead-
Sun and snow are seasons.
Cuckoos chirp when ray is out
Squeaks again on dusky dot.
Math and past here measure;
Day and date on a note.
Living onto heal pressure;
Smile is too a costly coat!
People say its a new day-
Hope to counter happy way.
Dripping in vibes around,
A word to spell wise arise.
Wish to stand-look astound,
Time's nothing but a dice!
Answers never need a quest,
Asking truly gives the best.
When everything is running old,
Good to call a day anew.
As all the days pass ahead.
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