To choose to love

To choose to love is to choose to live

Life is too short to live otherwise

For when it comes to it

We only care how much love you showed

Your smile that refuses to brighten up our day

Your touch that refuses to smooth our tears away

You care that came only when we were away

Tell us loudly, the measure of your love.

People come and people go

What they leave in our lives is what they sow;

Those that stay only a while

Yet have built mansions of love in our hearts

Are far better than the Methuselahs who came

And make our lives castle of selfish aims

Life is short, even though you think not

And spend the one you have chasing the wind

The time comes faster than you imaginged

When all your striving is left behind

To the one that know not how it began

I sit here, pondering

What is this life really about?

To live in love tell one’s last breathe

Living in hearts of men, a sold deposit of love...