Because of the tune

I won't throw curses

to where I've been before.

I look upon life as door leading to door.

*

Although I find nurture

in a long lost friend,

I don't see the death

as if the end.

*

I can't imagine why

the state of mind is so perplexed,

but isn't that the way we are,

we think inside a standard text?

*

There is a tune that bids me on,

so when i'm affraid I still go on,

and some glory that fell in my eye,

I don't know why,

but it made me cry,

and still I'm shy,

but I go on

because of the tune.

~