The best may come around

When presented with many options, I must decide which one is the best. After filtering through possibilities, I eventually settle on the most practical selection. I speak my choice, and I keep a choice once made.

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The beginning plans as I plan,

I count days with the light even when it's dark.

Again and again,

The sun doesn't settle at the peak.

I may eat, drink, and rest during noon,

Still the shade goes away with the meek.

Birds may fly away with the wind,

Still, strength revolves around the weak.

Many times, the best may come around,

The useful shows up at last.

With effort I can keep, speak and pick.

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