I thought this was really poignant and beautiful!
With heavy sigh, you ask me why
We have to roam this earth.
I do not know the reason though
Except that life has worth.
I know it’s hard when you regard
Death as a prudent means
Of pure release, joyous surcease,
From all the pain you’ve seen.
But there is joy, however coy,
In even dreary days,
And just a smile can for awhile
Bring worth in simple ways.