Bees go buzzing by my face
they’re too occupied to know i’m here,
and that butterfly just sat upon
a petal that’s growing near,
 

the chirping of distant birds
one can clearly hear,
they’re discussing life’s ins and outs
of the past and present year.
 

Cats play tag in the garden
goldfish wade in the pond
and a glassy tear that has no fear
must make one’s heart grow fond.
 

The serenity of nature’s melody
is always trying to tell us why...
yet we continue to always question
why we live and why and die.
 

So tell those you truly love
that you indeed do so,
set things straight, make things right
before it’s time to go.
 

for life will continue to survive
as every generation must,
passing down heirlooms of knowledge
until existence turns to dust.