***swing Of Riley***

Having a nice day by the rosette of smile day when begins with a new leaf to life dream still drives into the room of rhyme sun yet comes to the day with colors of light life yet beams by the passage of years and hours even if cascades across the joy and sorrow bliss when bestowed noble deeds when wrought swing bedazzles by the rewards of white dove time still meets the troubles by the own moment as ill entreats the shadows enlightening the sorrow even if tears come by the cycle of its own Barriers still melts by the secrets of the valour to have the virtues blood flows by growing pain never yet grimaced even if riddled by the inadequacy riddance as needed by the riffles of the mind swing of riley still reels off in its own twill