Another Day is Gone

I'm  watching the sun going down
The color of orange is covering the ground
Light disappears slowly into the horizon
Another day is gone

Days are slipping through my fingers
Nothing lasts, nothing stays or lingers
But the thought of it is wisdom or poison
Another day is gone

Many people grow old saying
"I am planning, I am waiting"
Someday they might realize that of thousands,
another day is gone

I'm watching this and I understand
that I now hold a treasure in my hand
I enjoy the day today
And another day is gone