I Found That

The past retires with the moon The future rises with the sun The beauties of yesterday Are but relics today Guile hides behind smiles And hugs are used to transfer bugs Yet the mouth that kisses a friend Oft times introduces him to his fiends A woman's warmth grooms a child Her wrath dooms a man She overwhelms both like heavy rain Only that one comes with tornadoes Men are leopards Their schemes may change often But their spots remain and they'd Climb any thing with trunk and branches Love is a potion Much becomes poison Yet a little more is the cure But death defies cure. Life is a circus: Fate is the juggler Friendship is the clown And the passing days enjoy the spectacle.