Walking down the street,

Chilling like from weed,

People passing enormous speed,

My mind slowed down so I catch every thought.

My heart calmed so I can feel what love always taught.

And this is another day from those,

You see, you feel, you care of every rose.

One of those days you don't see only your selfish nose.

And you somehow know that everything is perfect.

So you are looking for another second, minute, hour, day with joy, gratitude and respect.

And this is just another life, another try,

So when this life ends there's no need to cry.

You know, certain is the fact you'll die.

And thus find those young days, those forgotten feelings,

when every small thing changed to surprise, joy, love or memorable meetings.