Years and Tears

YEARS AND TEARS YEARS GONE APACE, FROM PIMPLES TO DIMPLES, FROM WRINKLES TO WHITE HAIR BRISTLES, HIS DAYS FLEE UP LIKE A SHADOW AND THEN DISAPPEARS, SENSITIVE FEELINGS, TEARS HERE TEARS THERE. LIFE IS A VOYAGE WITH MANY PRECIPICES, IN SOME OCCASIONS WE CRY FOR HAPPINESS, SOME FOR ATROCITIES. FOR ATROCITIES, STRESS HIGH IN THE HEART LIKE A DICE ROLLED AT NIGHT, THE RESULTS? CALAMITY WITH PRICE. THE HEART COMPLAINS TILL ITS LATE, LIKE A GOAT SEARCHING FOR A MATE. FOR HAPPINESS, HIS BLISS BURST FOR HIS FAME LIKE A MIST BORN FROM ITS RAIN. AMONG "YEARS" AND "TEARS", THERE ARE "EARS" THAT LISTEN TO OUR SUFFERING. PER CONTRARY, LETS FILL OUR YEARS WITH TEARS OF JOY LIKE A WOMB THAT CARRIES A BOY, -ITS A BLESSING.