The secret to life is blatant, it’s exceptionally clear,
It essential and its friendly – in fact it may be right here.
It is loving and caring, it smiles and it laughs,
It stays up late and takes mid-day naps,
The secret to life, sometimes has a bad day,
Sometimes it leaves when you want it to stay.
This abundant thing is emotional and kind,
It’s adorned sometimes with jewelry, sometimes with a mind,
It sleeps and it wakes…
It gives and it takes…
But always this thing, wields life day to day…
It has the power to work and the power to play…
The secret is the person; the friends you’ve come to know…
They are the ones you live with; the ones who with you grow…
They are the nameless faces, who smile in their car…
It is important to remember – it is they – and they are.