Life s not a flower

Life’s not a flower that stands one season only,
In winter, spring, sum’autumn it exists.
Life’s not a flower that stands one season only,
There’s always something doing this persists.
Life’s not a flower that stands one season only…

Life’s not a frog that sits in swamp and croaks,
It comes to stormy ocean not aiming find some insects, spiders.
Life’s not a frog that sits in swamp and croaks,
It does collect the sounds that lead us to the further stars and items.
Life’s not a frog that sits in swamp and croaks,

Life’s just a mother and a child,
That gives us sense and lessons.
Life’s just a mother and a child,
That takes and grants to further access.
Life’s just a mother and a child…

Life’s not a flower that stands one season only,
In winter, spring, sum’autumn it exists.
Life’s not a flower that stands one season only,
There’s always something doing this persists.
Life’s not a flower that stands one season only…