if each moment life can take
         the pain you have and joy it make
         then why do we hold on to pain
         as if by it there we something to gain?
         if each moment love can take
         you in her hands your heart to break
         then can't it too, make you whole
         when it replaces the pieces it stole?
         if each moment we can be
         the things we always hoped to see
         then why do we blame love and life
         for things that flow--pain and strife?
             


By Shelly Claman