The Unending Sweetness

For short it is,

sweet it is,

short as it is,

sweet it is,

It's fruits are sweeter than honey,

but sometimes bitter.

As short as it is,

that you learn,

beyond the pen and paper.

For it's knowledge is sweet as it is,

And short it is.

Walking through it

The road may be filled with potholes

But through the holes

the much you understand its sweetness.

Honey itself cannot surpass its sweetness

for it is sweeter than sweet

Inside many build it for you

But others destroy it

But there isn't sweet honey

Without the bitter toil of the worker bee,

And nothing is sweet,

with lack of a sower taste.

For as sweet it is,

The short it is

The longer it seems,

But time in it,

is as short as it is

But sweet it is

Counting every minute in it

It is precious

Than Gold and silver

For it is short and sweet as it is

it is sweeter than honey will ever be

And shorter to keep count of its sweetness

For it is beyond itself

For short it is sweet it is