Someone once told me, some time ago,

That the days you have now are blissful, and the days to come are not.

You see love, you see happiness,

But you’ll also see hatred and fear.

You see sunshine and rainbows,

But you’ll also see tears.

Cherish your innocence for after not long, you’ll know things you don’t want to, and they’ll keep coming on.

Never wish to grow old or wise, where you don’t know the pain,

Of seeing a bitter world where darkness reigns.

Sharmi