Death of a Day

What is the difference in a day was heard,

The whisper uttered death,

For when a day has ended a new day will dawn,

The mourning sun will reminisce the day gone by,

With memories going to a cloud in the sky,

For the gift is today to live life to the full,

Until it becomes yesterday as the circle of life goes,

Tomorrow is full of hopes and dreams,

Herald by day break as the birds sing,