Oh, what a life, so bittersweet, That makes our existence hard to greet. Yet fills our hearts with endless grace, A paradox we all must face. To seize the moment is our aim, But effort burns within the flame. And in a smile so pure, so bright, There hides a cost, a silent fight. The world is ours to claim, they say, But if unready, we’re its prey. Oh, what a life, a tale untold, Of fleeting joys and sorrows bold. Of love, of loss, of times begun, Of eyes that gleam, of setting sun. I could craft words, both deep and wide, Yet still the truth would fail to hide. For life’s great grandeur, vast, divine, Transcends what language can define. The world is ours to claim, they say, But if unready, we’re its prey. Oh, what a life, a tale untold, Of fleeting joys and sorrows bold. Of love, of loss, of times begun, Of eyes that gleam, of setting sun. I could craft words, both deep and wide, Yet still the truth would fail to hide. For life’s great grandeur, vast, divine, Transcends what language can define.