Don't Fall To False Splendor
Tenderly, life is but Moonlight of few days,
A little chip of splendor
Don't lost in things of amuse---
Life is like the Seasons of year,
Rattle of winds, hope and fear
Wave of cheer in the flower's tear---
Life is like a thing of Candle!
Melting down drop by drop.
It's every spark; thought provoking and amble.
In the end all seems--a flop.
As long oil burns in the candle
the flame dances.
Lighting up your spirit with splendor,
And tears fell in-splashes..
This olive oil, is very expensive
Spend it with care, with Lord's prayer,
Every beam is solumn and pensive.
Don't fall, to false splendor.
And be always prepared, tenderly!