Not all in life is strawberries and cream. Not all that shines are diamonds that glee. there are roads of pebbles and roads of asphalt. there are raging rivers and silvery streams but not all in life is strawberries and cream
There are ways to do thing that flow like the afternoon wind. There are voices that sing that ascend to the heights of heaven and voices that crash under the waves of the sea’s. There are hushed whispers and there are piercing screams but not all in life is strawberries and cream.
The disappointments of blunder hearts and visions sawn asunder. I wait to yield my harvest toiled for so long and hard a striving toward the golden horizon to reap some forgotten bounty found after times bitter and long i open a door in a world of dreams to realize…
That not all in Life is strawberries and cream
– Allen Steble