And once this day, a happy day
once a day of joy and mystery.
and now this day, this happy day
filled with longing of a history
That would have, should have
made my day a victory,
now a day, a happy day
that reminds me of only misery
That special touch, a gentile touch
with sparkles clear and glittery
A special day, a momentous day
that lays crystal untouched in memory
But now a twist, a heart wrenching twist
And I say so gingerly
This beautiful day, this happy day
Now tainted with this trickery
But as I say, these awful words
The pain it turns quite bitterly
For this the day, the happy day
Birth thrown away quite flippantly
I could, I would, I should just go
And leave this day abruptly
But this is a day, a happy day
But to me it seems so slippery
The memories lost, the day is gone
and so I must ask blatantly
Is there a day, oh any day
That I would be happy inwardly.....
