Living Joy
“The purpose of life is to care for life.”
For what am I living
And still living free
In a world to explore
In my own company
If the memories we make
Are the dreams we must share
Then a world full of pain
Is a chance to prepare
For the young and the old
Are the same person twice
And the smile we share
Is a charming device
But the purpose of life
Is the minute you fall
For the joy of success
Is a risk after all
In a moment of time
In a manner above
We are free to do good
In a labor of love
But the fruit of concern
Is the joy in our day
And the caring we give
Is a much better way
If a person is free
When a right choice is made
To be true to oneself
By the notion obeyed
Then a growth comes inside
That is wanting of late
For the choice to be good
Is the chance to be great.
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