Anyone stays at a place
where he feels comfortable
or find no place to stay
and anyone chooses a mate,
if he wants to or can
and someone stays alone.
For the beautiful and the ugly,
little and small
and for the aged and the young
and for anyone,
the same sun and moon and stars shine
and the same seasons past.
Anyone works and sleep
and laughs and cry
and play and fight,
till the sun’s last rays
touch a life.
Gert Strydom
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/anyone-6/