
A lot of sun,
a bit of rain
a bit of winter
lots of spring
we come
we grow
green and strong
we're sick,- sometimes,
but not for long
we bloom of love
and happiness
we cry, - sometimes,
of pain - in life,
in heart, in body, mind
we go, we run
we love, we learn
sometimes we hate
sometimes we kill
if not each other,-
our dreams
or just give up..
and pass. or leave.
we're strong
we're weak
'you!think by heart!'
it holds balance between
your soul and mind of yours..
we walk in rain
we burned by sun
we play with snow storm - we do!
and smell that sparkling autumn free3e..
We live the life
so simple's that...
we're the flowers -
here we are
to give you
light to smile...
and dream...
to love...
and care..
and forgive.