People dont realize the gift of
Until it passes with the hand of time
Only then do we regret not taking things for what they are
Only then are we smothered with the if onlys and what ifs
Repeatedly something or someone is taken away from us
And we question ourselves as to why we took them for granted
Yet as the days pass we continue to take life for granted
If only the world was filled with people who thought life was special
And to live everyday as if youd die tomorrow
But when things arent finished
Were always so quick to say,
"Ill do it tomorrow"
But what if tomorrow never becomes today?