Bright as can be,
The honey is far from the bee.
But there is no distance I would not travel
To find the sweetest feeling to me.
Happiness is the world and more
You see.
We spread our knowledge,
But often do not take our own
To hold dear.
The world often sees our ideas
And what we all fear.
Our fear is not to be taken lightly,
Although a feather can compare.
Our time is night and day
To be our very best.
No time is too late,
And never is there a time too early
For the rooster's shout.
So there should be no rest
In our minds.
For the world changes.
But do
We?