This life begins with many,
and begins with learning,
then evolves to loving,
then proceeds to yearning;
Then something is missing,
even family does not suffice,
so we search through many,
until one changes our life;
Then a change begins,
a new life, and new friends,
life becomes filled with joy,
and we become blind to an
end;
Then something occurs,
one, or the other evolve
,or one must go,
one, or the other leaves,
or one, or the other life
takes away from us too
fast, and not slow;
Then we are left with grief,
to suffer it alone, as all begin
to pass, we feel on our own;
But this is not so,
it has made other plans,
to pick up from where we
are, and reach inside and
find our star;
We came here alone,
and this is how we go,
but our memories
become our treasures,
and our pains melt away
like snow; though they
seem to go slow, from
these pains we will grow;
To a blooming human,
with scars like the
thorns on the Rose;
But all of the brightest lights,
can only shine from the darkest
depths, for pain is the neighbor
of love, and this is our debt;
But debt to gladly pay,
if we’re to do it all again,
because the pain can wash away,
but the love will always be within.
