Would they.. if they knew?

Would the dew shine with all its might,

if it knew it would dry in the sunlight?

Would the snowflakes come down so merrily to the earth,

if they knew they’d melt in the warmth?

Would then ever a river gently flow,

if it knew in the sea it had to go..?

go and never come back till all eternity,

lose its own identity…

All things bright and beautifull ,

All things great and small,

All things light and bright,

All things that fill you with delight

dont know what future has for them i store

They are happy till their las hour

After which they are no more..