
To be sure, I have seen rough water;
I have feared inevitable doom:
I wondered if someplace in Heaven,
There remained one empty room.
Bear in mind I'm not complaining,
On the contrary, things have been fine;
It's just that you're up and then down,
You don't go on one straight line.
I have felt that I was concerned,
That I shoudldknow when I was licked;
But invariably from out of no-where
Would come an idea that clicked.
So let me alter the picture a bit
Because there were better times;
When even a clap of thunder
Would sound like beautiful chimes.
My child!...let's call it bitter sweet,
Up and down will balance each other;
You'll tread these opposite levels in life;
It's nature...respect your Mother."