The flowers we pass
still in beauty bloom
let us enjoy them
with each passing step
let not the sorrows
of what lays ahead
keep us from the joy
that have we now
can we not enjoy
the flowers that we pass
before this journey ends
and we parted our ways
must the journeys end
sorrows overwhelm
the joys we may have
as we travel on
beauty we may find
together still enjoy
all along the way
if we only but try
let not our eyes
by tears blinded be
that we will not see
all the beauty that there be
let us with joy look
to the world all about us
and the beauty which it holds
if we will but only look
from our sorrows let us turn
think not of journeys and
that we may see all
the beauty and find joy