In Two's

I believe that life is borne out of two's,and these are in times.

The joy and happiness of birth,and the sad sombre dirge of mourning at death;

The labour and pain at sowing,and the subsequent thrill and smiles of a bountiful harvest;

The love and affection from friends,and the disdain and hate from enemies;

The calm and tranquility of a peaceful environment,and the unrest and chaos of war;

The feeling of satisfaction and filling,and the trying times of starving and hunger;

The hearty laughter and play at childhood,and the stiff crooked bent backs of old age;

We can't always expect good always; there always has to be some hollow in our hearts,from the griefs,so that there will be room for happiness.