Life is a bed of roses 

It was what I thought

Until it turned into a 

Thick thorny mattress, wrought

To show me what life exposes 

I was a young merry leaf 

Playing with bright butterflies

Giving shelter to starlings

But time relentlessly flies 

Suddenly breaking this lively dream

I saw my leaf mates fall

And return they never did 

I thought it was a journey

Thought about the fruits of fun they reaped 

And waited for my turn to fall

Autumn grew nearer, and 

I started mirroring the sun 

It was time, I thought

And waited for the descent to begin

And with the wind, I lunged

Falling felt like flying

In the fancy valleys of happiness

Everything was so blissful

Not a stain of misery to witness

And I kept on falling

My expectations were soaring

Until splash! I fell in a puddle 

Suddenly the light started darkening

As water seeped into my veins with a gurgle 

The fantasy land I imagined, shattering

Now I knew the fate of others

As the inevitable hit me 

My journey would start now 

The long journey of eternity

Away from the childish thoughts 

Life is like a fragile glass

It breaks if it falls 

But someday I'll be back 

On the same ole' tree with my folks 

To again play with bright butterflies