Some are good.
Some are rude.

Some would stay for a short while.
Some would stay until the season waves goodbye.
But there are those who would stay the rest of their lives.



We are the spectator of the wonders of nature,
I am just a beneficiary of the kindness of people.

For whatever reason, the Good Lord has,
However short or long, the good times would be,
It's a wonder that I saw one bud;
Now I am seeing flowers, blooming in people's hearts.

Whatever kind of flower
that we're holding near to our hearts right now
We don't need to wait a lifetime
to know the reason of their existence.

It is spring time,
Take time to smell the flowers
While their beauty lasts.

We meet people.

Some would stay for a short while.
Some would stay until the season waves goodbye.
But there are those who would stay the rest of their lives.

I have in my hand a flower,
Will it wither and die? I do not know.
All I know is that, forever, I will be grateful
For the beauty and joy of its mere existence.

Not yesterday.
Not tomorrow.
But NOW.

We meet people...