Why Care? Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Life: a blossom spray,
or brooch on happy heart
sparkles, flirtations start,
blaze won't fade away.

Life: magic mantle, ray
song, sadness may impart,
verse easing pain and smart,
coat coloured, never grey.

Life: breeze fresh each day.
Though friends may part
pains soon forgot, we chart
delight cares pipes away

Why grieve? Why care?
before you leave give, share.

Life: mirage - though men pray
Heaven, thence daren't depart
Is Earth Hell's counterpart?
What dreams chase life's fray?

Life: pot turned from base clay,
sand serving as rampart
till Time's tide urns upstart.
Who's pot, who's potter, say?

Life: lass who everyday
rep[l]ays a petty part,
when stark, untouched by art,
would still prolong her stay.

Why grieve? Why care?
before you leave give, share.

Life: sea breeze fresh and gay
which none should take apart,
cake we bake à la carte
too soon is burnt anyway.

Life blooms a day, make hay,
Time daily steals a part
upsets the applecart
till eyes close, break of day.

Life's stream swift flows to bay
waters rose, thorn, to dart
here, there, till final fart
blows everything away.

Why grieve? Why care?
before you leave give, share.