Sometimes I sit and wonder, like everybody does,
Bout money, houses, material things, security and love,
I sometimes get disheartened, bout not having a lot,
But it’s not bout getting what you want, it’s wanting what you got,
Cos life is just so precious…
It’s gone within a flash, it’s not about how much you own,
Or bout your hard earned cash,
It’s not about receiving, but learning how to give,
It’s bout being happy within ourselves and learning how to live,
It’s not taking for granted the special people who are there,
It’s showing them each and every day just how much you care,
Cos life is just so precious…
With all its twists and turns,
And even though we sometimes fall, we have to so we learn,
To pick ourselves straight up, and carry on with pride,
Knowing that we’ve done our best in all that we have tried,
Cos this is all that matters, when the day is through,
So don’t forget to put your all in everything you do,
Cos life is just so precious…
But sometimes we forget, so make it good, laugh and love,
And live with no regret.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem