From youth to childhood
then manhood
entwined with another in mind
we travel forth with dignity
hand in hand
what a lively romance
does our quality of life enhance

we dance to tunes of glory
and make up or own life's story
with another childhood
in the womb
then as we grow old and aged
as said Shakespeare
we become sans, sans, sans
and life has had its worthiest dance
death waits all not perchance
it is human existence’s romance
come life is what it is see
just a prance merry
some come with glory
some go with a life so gory

but then all live a life of their own
why moan
love and life we all have known
come and go
from unknown to another unknown