For every heart that finds a love,
there is a heart that cries..
For every dream that is reborn,
there is a dream that dies...
For everyday that is filled with sun,
there is a day of rain...
For every hour filled with joy,
there is an hour of pain..
For every smile upon a face,
there is a tear to cry..
For every fond hello that's said,
there is a sad good bye...
for every new life in this world,
there is a grave to see..
For evry heart that's open wide,
there's one without a key... =[
i love this one! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lot said in a very contrasting way. I like the last part the best. This, of course, is one way to look at life: the either... or. I prefer to view life as both....and, not excluding anything.