Why life not a dream merry
Why one has burdens to carry
Can't it be a child's play
Can't it be as soft as clay
Why life always has thorns laid
Why one always has tried weighed
Can't it be a glowing flower
Can't it have blessings to shower
Why life always has storms carried
Why it's always a desert arid
Can't it be a soft breeze
Can't it always be at ease
Why life always filled with choices
Why it's always adorned with noises
Can't it be full of freedom
Can't it be embellished through wisdom!
- Jemimah
