Life
Like flowers that grow and show their beauty,
Like the changes of seasons come and go,
Life holds many wonders for our story.
Moments that we share with others will blow,
For the winds of life have no direction,
Biting and smiting even even those of pure hearts,
May it shatter the untrue suggestion,
That there are no dues to pay for the parts.
Dark days and shadows may fall upon you;
Experiences you have will knock you down.
Aspire to make sure your words pure and true,
God holds something sweet after the countdown.
As long as the various seasons change,
Know that good things are always in your range.
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