Life’s Sorrows and Joys, Pleasures and Pains

Life’s Sorrows and Joys,
Pleasures and Pains
By Apolinario Villalobos

Life is not a bed of roses, so they say…
And it is not always pleasure that we feel
But pain that can be like death, as well…
Life is also specked with sadness and sorrow
But beyond them, is always a bright tomorrow.
The pain of birth that convulses a mother
Becomes a joy, with her babe’s cry like no other.
There is sorrow for those who cry for food
But joy with thought, they’re more loved by the Lord.
The world wallows in pains of greed and abuse
But there is always hope that in life hereafter –
Man’s face will shine with joy… forever!

Life’s Sorrows and Joys, Pleasures and Pains

Life’s Sorrows and Joys,
Pleasures and Pains
By Apolinario Villalobos

Life is not a bed of roses, so they say…
And it is not always pleasure that we feel
But pain that can be like death, as well…
Life is also specked with sadness and sorrow
But beyond them, is always a bright tomorrow.
The pain of birth that convulses a mother
Becomes a joy, with her babe’s cry like no other.
There is sorrow for those who cry for food
But joy with thought, they’re more loved by the Lord.
The world wallows in pains of greed and abuse
But there is always hope that in life hereafter –
Man’s face will shine with joy and forever!