rocky relations

Why is life so hard
every minute, every hour
every day

It seems so rough and rocky
as we travel together along
this way

It's been this way for
quite some time now
many years

And though we have both
good and bad times, I still
shed tears

And wonder just when this
rockiness will end; I think
I spy

a glimpse then it seems as if
it's gone in a blink of
an eye