Once, there were sky, earth and nature.
Then there came creatures, plants, and despair.
Flowers, trees, animals, human;
Babies born from woman and man.
Suffering, bliss, play, and convenience;
Life was nothing but a great experience.
Parents set aside and empty box-
Which will be filled with joy and vox.
Toys go in for a child.
Joy and fear enter when you’re a bride.
Hardships fill the box as we grow.
Often we feel to run away and flow.
The box is half full in spring.
A picture at the bottom is abut swing.
At the top of hill you feel cold.
Gazing down the hill to the wold.
The box is full of dire and ice.
Living has had a high price.
We cling to the box, put more in with force.
We don’t know nature within its course.
The time comes to close the door;
With all the…
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