Birth is something we all go through
But memories we have none
Why is it that we have no thought?
When life has just begun
From then on in we start to grow
We blossom every way
Our childhood flashes past so quick
Every single day
We grow up fast we fight the world
We struggle through every year
We want to better everyone
We must out do our peers
As age comes fast to everyone
We look back and reflect
We wonder why we fought so hard
When no one gives a heck
And now I sit and see my past
I look at what I’ve done
I have cried some tears and had some pain
But mostly I’ve had fun
So what’s to come what is ahead?
When death creeps ever near
Maybe we will start again
And cry those baby tears.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
when was Life and death by Jack Frost published?