Don’t ask the sun to always shine;
It can’t! The night exists.
Don’t ask the stars to always glitter;
They can’t! The clouds exist.
Don’t ask the sea not to be rough;
It can’t! For the wind blows.
Don’t ask for spring always;
The winter awaits to unfold.
Don’t ask the birds to always fly;
They can’t! For they need rest.
Don’t ask the beautiful flowers not to wither;
They can’t! The others should bloom.
And don’t ask me not to fall in love;
I can’t! Because YOU exist!
Composed on
Oct 30, 2001 10:00am @ the CCBO