It's the way life goes,
the way we grow;
We want to know, and how...
The way it is,
and the reason to know;
it is how we grow in time...
Only you know,
the time you spend;
in the world of how it is...
Life is what you make it...
Living is creating...
Breathing is all we need....
to experience how.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem