ANOTHER DAY ANOTHER NIGHT

ANOTHER DAY ANOTHER NIGHT

Now here’s the story or at least the way I’ve heard it said.

You live your life and then you’re dead.

You try to do good, you try to do what’s right.

You try your best just to make it through the night.

I’ve been going through life trying to do what’s expected.

I’ve been trying to do what’s right to be well respected.

Do what you want, say what you say.

I’ll do what it takes to get through another day.

You struggle and fight trying to make it to the top.

You know you will surly die if you ever stop.

The climb gets harder and harder as you try to reach the sky.

Then one day you realize you’re just getting by.

This story has no tussles and there won’t be a fray.

I’m just trying to make it through another day.

I’m not going to argue, I’m not going to fight.

I’m just trying to make it through another night.

I struggle to hold on as things slip away.

I lose my grip and there goes another day.

Another page is turned but there’s no end in sight.

Hopefully when the sun comes up, I will have made it through another night.

So I’ve been thinking about how things have been.

I haven’t really lost, but I never seem to win.

I’ve had some loves to pass my way,

But they were just passing through and couldn’t stay.

Now here you are and I hear what you say.

You take my hand, I feel your love, and I make it through another day.

You whisper in my ear that you will never take flight.

Lying next to you I feel special and I make it through another night.

The story continues as I make it through another day and another night.

In the end you may come to your senses, but this feels so right.

Don’t worry about me or how this story ends.

                          This is the last page of this story but it’s where it really begins?

STANLEY HENDRIX

7/23/15