addition to 235

213 days have gone and passed

Not quiet a year, but more than half

A day that would have changed my life

One that would have left me full of strife

What was supposed to be a humble beginning

Of happiness love and never-ending

As summer came to a close, fall snuck in and exposed

A highfalutin puff of magic

Many tear have fallen, purely tragic

Now I see Lucidas wish

For all to have inner happiness

Much Love Much Life