Mushroom Life

If of diamond life is fabricated wont for naught death be? If in strong room life is kept will for ages it last the treats of time? If in rings of knights life is placed can the shields remain formidable in all? How did life leave so soon could she have left the fortress of safety? We cannot easily comprehend what’s above us but can only be explaining by living on Because rather on trust and faith our lives are hinged, amidst spears and arrows our faces beams with hope Our tomorrow we only wish to grasp yet make plans for We cost the price of the unseen lucky to guessed rightly life grows like mushrooms some plucked away still young Yet others grow grey before they time out We open our eyes to see things this way They’ll remain this way when we close them