Life

Short like a breeze,

But it makes us feel at ease.

People come, 

And people go,

In this dance, 

That flows nonstop.

 

The seasons go by, 

And I want to be on your side.

Hot or cold, 

Your company is gold.

 

As time flies, 

I only see life go by.

We grow old,

Looking for something to hold on to.