Amazing the way it makes us laugh and annoying the way it chokes.
Lot has happened and lot will happen, life will move in turns;
Love and loss and joy and pain, wonder of life in crux.
All across our playtime so many will rise and fall;
Value the fall and struggle and loss, never you let it gall.
In all our versions of truth and lie, our own needs galore;
Sit and think, if the right is wrong, or the wrong has something more.
Hail the lives which touch so many, long after they are gone;
Away from the shore as the boats sail, thunders are claps that roar.
Row away the tiny boats, the tides will come and go;
Mirror of love will reflect the true colour,
And the beauty of life will score.
