A time when illness, I thought I was at the end.

Death comes to us all one day.

This makes me so sad………….

It is not enough that we be superficially
in touch with reality—–

A poem about this mortal coil. A rewrite of "we all fall down"

Written in Summer 2010.

Poetry.

4/7/2010.

WHEN A CHILD IS BORN HE IS EXPECTED TO CRY, WHY? COMING TO THE WORLD SEEMS COMING INTO STRUGGLES, TEARS, AND HARD WORK. ONE DAY, THIS BELIEVE WILL CHANGE.

Well Flowers are like our lives and we are all part of the Universe…