Life is a path of light and shade
that we have to walk alone unafraid,
strewn with lovely flowers and tickly thorns
that we have to embrace with no groan,
lined with trees in green and golden gown
with a fresh look every morn,
a new striking shade in every season
in Spring so green but in Autumn golden.
‘Fall follows flourish' is the law of creation,
to decay to reborn is a great lesson,
life is so brief like the fallen leaf
so live life fully in spite of grief,
cross the arduous path with no complaint
firm optimism makes life pleasant,
walk with the dream of a future so golden
that your sincere deeds will surely lead you to heaven.
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