All year Life sat on the curb

With infant Love in hands

But a hurricane came roaring by

And washed his child away



After the storm Despair came by

And sat down next to Life

Then Anger and Anxiety followed

Which caused him quite some strife



And old companion was there also

Named Insecurity

He appeared at the unlucky times

In a mirror Life did see



Regret and Shame came behind

And made Life bitter cold

Believed he didn't deserve beauty

Condemned to live alone



Later on Loved walked by

Older but still a child

Life and his heavy group got up

And ran after her like wild



But Love was not grown up and she

Was not ready for the world

So she and Life were torn apart

While in dark the latter was hurled



Life cried out and begged for Death

To appear to come and take him

He pulled a string around his throat

And awaited asphyxiation



But Death sent Fear to her brother

And Fear went to take Life's hand

The ligature was ripped right off

And the air returned like sand



Despair made no haste to leave

But did so in the end

She left her children for her place:

Heartache and Isolation



Love walked by the curb again

Young, but more mature

But life was much more hesitant

To chase such bright pasture



Fear who had stayed so long

And spared Life fear of Death

With Anxiety he hit Life so hard

And gave his mind no rest



From Love came imperfect Beauty

And from her came Modesty

"Such a wonderful thing," sighed Life

"Is better off without me."