The most precious things
Are free and without fee
Can’t be measured by gold
Can be shared but never sold

Regrets are too easy to gain
Mistakes are plenty to be seen
But to choose what is right
Is harder than showing one’s might

Life is just between B and D
The beginning is the Birth of thee
The end shall be thy Death’s embrace
All life, specially the human race

Now what is life? The question that time can’t ****
The center of B and D as you can see is C
The C here refers to our Choices procured from thy will
The Yes and No’s, The Do’s and Don’ts of you and me

All of this isn’t meaningless
Just imprint it on in your mind
The world may be huge and boundless
But hey! It’s just a matter of perspective, isn’t it?