Solace in a world of woe

Lo! In this world of woe and strife,
We oft do long for fleeting life.

For when the day doth bring its cares,
And toils weigh heavy on our shoulders,
We seek some solace in the air,
A moment's respite from life's boulders.

But alas! Our troubles do not cease,

They follow us like shadows to the grave.
Yet still we hope and pray for peace,
And solace from the life we have.

So let us embrace each joyous day,
And find some comfort in its light,
For though the world may oft go astray,
We'll find our way through troubles and fright.