Expectations have its downhills.

I (Poem)

We expect roses to smell aromatic, yet the petals fall off if not being watered.

We expect snow to transform ugly ground into ice castle, yet excess of this cause glycine damage if not removed.

We expect nightingale (Luscinia) to sing mellow songs at dawn, yet with shorter life span they're being caged.

We expect river to flow endlessly,and sustain species yet gets polluted by biped (us).

We expect people to be like us, live for us, ameliorate their self for us; yet mistreating them like slaves, we lose them forever.

[It all needs our courtesy, to treat things or bodies good at the right time so that it won't hurt us in future. If we expect, we should pay heed and adore them. Eventually our expectations will pay off. ]