Last Prince

Little Happy Rose

 Up there, on the hill versant she grows

On the early  sunrise  she roused and rose

Surrounded by grass, uninterested he poses

Green with envy he was, she supposes

In fact he was, and he was morose

In order to cheer him up she claimed;

To be a grass, I always aimed

But you are beauty, and also fame

That’s why with regret I flame

I can’t believe, yourself you blame?

Then let me tell you why I do;

Cose you enjoy more than I do

You live too long more than I do

You also see more than I do

People don’t pick you, but me they do

Even though, you are always happy and pleased

And you’ve always in the pink seemed

And all the time to the happiness you lead

Yes I do, I do indeed

I have no time for the sadness to heed

Mr. Princy

Why is the life so hard? Why are people so bad?

The more I try to feel happy, life gets more crabby

The harder I try to find a way, the harder people try to close the way

It says that sun rises everyday, however it sets every night

So it’s just a matter of time, to catch the rise or to stick with the setting sight

Nevertheless, I‘ll never give up, I’ll always to the better pine

Yes I do believe in fate, but I just don’t know what fate is mine

No one knows what his fate is, what makes life a kind of quiz

To pass it better do what you can, otherwise, you don’t deserve to be a man

In that case, we need a hope that never end

Based on a faith can never be rended

Mr.Princy