Beautiful is life. Special its ways.
With each new sunset, promise. another day.
The bliss after pain.
The splatter of rain.
That laughter in the crowd.
My heart skips once again.
The pranks of life
The twists in the game.
Another hide-n-seek game.
With every new aim.
The joy unexpected.
The love inter connected.
Loveth the life.
Also do loveth the pain.
Stronger it makes us.
To smile once again.
The beauty of life. Its own strange way.
Could never explain itself. And never will again.
Beautiful is life. strange.its ways.
Complicatedly uncomplicated. Silly. It sways.
