There is more to this life than we can see,
Finding that time our minds are free.
Stuck in a mind like a room,
It can sure always feel gloom.
But we can find the path that lights the way,
Not the wrong one that makes us stray.
Finding the people that are right here,
Not to keep looking for things we fear.
Life has a way at times to put us down,
In our minds and with that frown.
We can always try to find that elumination,
That will lighten our frustration.
I guess life is not all roses and joy,
It's Finding the spark that lights the dark.
In life we seek the perfect way,
When nothings perfect come what may.
So I guess it's about Finding that medium,
In a world that now seems tedious.
We all have a smile no matter what,
I guess it's Finding...what you already got.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem