Life So Precious

One day I was passing by a passage

It was filled with blooming flowers

Yet there were some dead flowers lying on the path.

I wonder what was its fault

Then a child came there 

With his tiny sparkling eyes, he stared 

Called it the true meaning of life

However beautiful it is 

One day it had to die 

So bloom and glow 

Before you get slow 

And ultimately die.