Each day's a diamond <br />when you lose someone you love. <br /> <br />You realize just how near death is. <br /> <br />We walk along a narrow ridge, <br />steep cliffs on either side. <br /> <br />And as we go, <br />our relatives and friends may fall, <br />forced off by accidents or illness, <br />as we ourselves may be, at any time. <br /> <br />So I repeat <br />each day's a gem: I'm learning to appreciate <br />its colour, light and shape.<br /><br />Robert Melliard<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/each-day-s-a-diamond/
