Written by: Diana Keith Libnao

Predictable we might see
Life is not just what we foresee
All circumstances might vary
We just need to be ready

But what is too predictable?
That life is unpredictable
The rich turns to pitiable
Poor men might then be bountiful

Truly one cannot really say
That our lives certainly stay
Happiness might come in our way
But grief would come in our dismay

Life has its fair share of letdowns
Smiles we would see but also frowns
Life really has ups and downs
But live gladly 'coz life's just once