When the rains of life fall hard on me
I'll be a seed and grow!
When the deepest of Darkness sets in
I'll be a star and shine!
When the scorching sun withers me up
I'll be a baobab and stand!
When I hit the solid walls of life
I'll be paint and beautify!
When everyone's feet seem to crush me
I'll be a rose ...mmhh!!!
And when death comes to reap me
I'll be dead and free!
Showing posts with label The Beautiful Face Of Death. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Beautiful Face Of Death. Show all posts
Monday, December 8, 2008
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