To My Generation...

Why are you, my friend, in such a hurry?

Your forehead creased by the shadow of worry?

Your eyesight set on a pinnacle unknown,

Yet you walk on this path alone,

Go a little slower, can't you?

Admire beauty around you anew,

No time you have to gaze at the sky so blue,

Where a green parrot freely flies through,

Look, the fresh breeze to you calls out,

To breathe in the fragrance of flowers about,

Turn around, glance at those you cherish,

Their quiet love for you will never perish,

They too deserve to have your share,

Laugh with them without a care,

Savor each moment like a sip of sweet wine,

Small moments are countless like the stars that shine,

Take things your way, as they come,

For at times you win, but you do lose some,

Enjoy the journey, not the end,

A new sunrise awaits across every bend,

Don't be, my friend, in such a hurry,

Smile for a while, without any worry.