Some for good and some for naught

We say its crazy but do the same

Enjoy the good then give it shame

So many dreams our hearts give birth

We gaze at them and give them worth 

Life gives us a tree of love

We pick its fruit before we’re dust 

It feeds our souls and as we will

We’re satisfied but never filled

Every morsel goes down sweet

We grow inside; it always keeps

It’s something that we can’t be taught