Even as I grow older
And my poor feet grow colder
I still have feelings on life
And opinions about my dead wife
Life is like a flower
Full of so much power
Life is like fresh baked bread
Even when you'd rather die instead
Life is like a scary ride
Or the changing of the tide
Life is like a good nights sleep
(Or maybe not sleep...)
Life is like a crying baby
Who needs some love and maybe, just maybe...
A pacifier
Life is good.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is really good. it has a lot of meaning to it