Life is not a bed of roses they say,
It's not all happiness and gain,
Once you are in life's journey you learn,
Each one has to endure some pain.
The cross we have to bear seems heavy,
We always want to know, "Why me? "
We think our pain is the greatest,
Others' misery we fail to see.
When in the pink of health we often
Take things for granted, pay no heed,
To niggling symptoms and worries,
That to grave health concerns may lead.
So as you walk along life's journey,
Remember to take care of your health,
Pay-checks, leisure, love don't matter,
Good health, after all is your true wealth.
It's not all happiness and gain,
Once you are in life's journey you learn,
Each one has to endure some pain.
The cross we have to bear seems heavy,
We always want to know, "Why me? "
We think our pain is the greatest,
Others' misery we fail to see.
When in the pink of health we often
Take things for granted, pay no heed,
To niggling symptoms and worries,
That to grave health concerns may lead.
So as you walk along life's journey,
Remember to take care of your health,
Pay-checks, leisure, love don't matter,
Good health, after all is your true wealth.
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