Life Is Beautiful, My Child

Life is beautiful, my child,

Though many things go wrong,

And you may hear much sadness in

Its strange and lovely song.

Though friends and loved ones die, my child,

They're never really gone.

Nor more nor less than yesterday,

In you they will live on.



They will live on in you, my child,

As everything you see,

Though it must vanish, will remain

Alive in memory.



Alive in what you think and feel

And dream and say and do,

For all who ever were still are

Upon this earth in you.

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Mark Fiorentino's picture

Very realistic lovely poem. Simply a masterpiece. Keep it up!!