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Jun 2015
One day is not enough for Spring to turn to Summer,
For a woman to become a mother,
For a war on hate to be smothered.

One day is not enough for a grape to turn to a raisin,
For a race car to stop racing,
For the sinners to let grace in.

Oh no, there are not enough hours in a day.
We were given just twenty-four.
We should have asked for more.
No, there are not enough hours in a day.

Yet,
On Monday he asked her name.
On Tuesday she gave him her number.
On Wednesday they went for a date.
On Thursday he told his brother.
On Friday she kissed his cheek.
On Saturday they didn't speak.
On Sunday he found another.
On Sunday she wanted to cut her.
On Sunday they were no longer.

One day is not enough for a scrape to make a scar but,
For her to fall too hard and,
For him to break her heart,
One day was fine.

One day is not enough for a man to train a cat but,
For her whole world to crash and,
For him to change his path,
One day was fine.

Twenty-four hours was plenty of time
For this scene to unfold.
If they had been given more,
I assume that she'd explode.

Friends, listen up!
Friends, can you hear?
There are only three hundred and sixty - five
Days in a year.

Oh no, there are not enough hours in a day.
We were given just twenty-four.
Every hour is precious.
Treasure your hours more.

More hours are not promised,
Let alone more days.
Young love can be special,
But don't waste your time away.

One day is not enough for a car to fly above,
For a student to run for gov,
For the young to value love.

One day is simply not enough.
Vivian
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Vivian  United States
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     Pradip Chattopadhyay, XIII and AJ
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