Life can be truly sour,
grab rose thorns instead of flower.
The pain will really hurt,
as the beautiful petals flirt.
When pain flirts so bad,
then life turns blue sad,

There's an anedote,
special effects to denote.
There's the laugh and smile,
that gives us happiness like a child.
Once we find joy,
it becomes hard for sadness to deploy.

If sadness does show its ugly trace,
God gave us tears to wash our face.
When we get really tired,
we have sleep and rest if so desired.
The best of all is loves touch,
which comforts us so much.
After all is said and done,
we have mother natures 
bright sun,
the beautiful stars at night,
all sublime in might.

G