yes,
it's sad to think
of all those years of ink.
gone down the drain
part of life's refrain.
aren't we glad
to have loved and lost;
than not to have experienced
what is sought after by most.
which comes first,
the pleasure or the pain
as in "the seed first and then the flower,
the chime first and then the hour".
a heart that's free to feel,
yes,
that's what comes first.
note: lines in quotes and italics are from the song, "the seed first" which was one of our favorite songs in HS (SJA class 80)
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