It seems that,
Good things last so little,
And wrong things last so long,
Life is complex and not easy,
Happiness a fleeting song,
Loneliness an empty dome,
Love the best thing you can own.
Love IS the best thing one can own. When possessed, one focuses on good and beauty and therefor sees more of it than the bad
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
try to own it and it will run and hide hide it as gold and it still will oxidize