Light Rays

It's easy to write from a point of pain,

As we dig deep to uncover it's meaning,

But when light rays and happy joys,

We sit and bask and forget to think,

That in all that happens we should endure,

To build or destroy our own self image,

Because the you three days ago,

Is dead and buried,

But the you of today has seen light and dark,

Has loved and hated,

And through the rays has seen today as good,

So smile and laugh as life unfolds here.