Saturday, 25 April 2009

Life.

Through it all, life is but a bed of roses.
People of different colours and beliefs.
Deep inside i know that i don't live to regret,
For i am true to you and myself.

Giving others chances seems fair,
The only is yet myself.
Being strong is eminent,
Weather through life sometimes i falter.

Thankful i am to those who are there for me,
For i am there as they are for me.
Blessed are those who give happiness,
Sharing and spreading joys and hopes.

Short of a stanza?
Yes it is, i am.
But truly and surely,
You get my meaning.

(: peace.

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