Who says happiness knows no
Life even minimal part
And when it did so dispose
The whole does not deserve any prayer
Gradually hope ever dies
It leaves in place a mistake,
Stubborn rider allocating
Harvest that really does not deserve.
My question unanswered and move on
As much as I actually still try
Escape from my mirror, I'm so
Hideous face exposed in the present,
How much of the past still missing
No spring nor dictates the garden ...