Inch by inch I savor the day,
From dawn to dusk into the fray.
Ever enthused by the distant ray,
I flee like a bird making hay.
Donning a face to each day's play,
Carving new paths for my own way.
Marching heavens its all gay......
Manoj Kyan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-at-its-best-3/
