Like a leaf, we wither
like  a flower, we soon fade
too much sun destroys us
we must always seek the shade.
Here today and gone tomorrow
like a shadow passing by
we are for just a moment
like a twinkling of an eye.
In the vast eternity of time
we blossom quicly, then we die
hopefully, with love and peace
knowing well, the reason  why.
Shadows come and shadows go
like a fleeting, rushing stream
in  a life, that soon is gone
like  a long forgotten dream.