A Good Day

It's a good day when I don't cry, Recalling kisses sweet as wine, But I can't recall, though I try, When a tear-filled day wasn't mine It's a good day when I can smile At least once since he went away, Choking back my tears all the while, Yes, that's a very good day It's a good day when I can sing, Though I have no desire for song, Like the bee that's ready to sting But no reason ever comes along It's a good day when I'm alone, It means I won't have to explain Why my heart's as heavy as stone, As if wrapped in a weighted chain It's a good day..... daybreak once more And my pillow's not wet with tears, (Those are the nights I pace the floor, Praying for comfort 'til dawn appears) It's a good day when day is done, I slumber with my memories, Senses fall asleep, one by one, How I welcome hours such as these!