Some people like to cook
Others like to bake
Some like to crook
Whilst some eat cake
Life this beautiful couldn't ever be
If moods swung and trebles breathe
Don't judge me by my merits
They are human to be sane
Don't misjudge my faith
It is holding me on a cane
The beauty in the glass of the beholders
whilst letting you remain in strict folders
There is something to learn here
With expectation the only fear
If only he knew the silence was warmth
Which flows inside the birth
Of a new kind of dearth
Kindness witnessed on earth
Humans make mistakes but they too have learned
for much is to be known if respect is to be earned
Thank you for teaching me
That i will forever wish to be
Someone like you to cherish
Life's new mystery
