Life
Life is like a tree,
So beautiful and luscious in the spring,
The warm breeze goes through it and it sings.
Life is like a lightning storm,
A beautiful sight,
bringing power and might.
Its not something you took,
Because unlike learning to drive,
Life did not come with a book.
Life is like the seasons,
They come and go,
They dont last,
But is as fragile as glass.
Life is an obstacle,
It may not fit like a glove,
But its something you hopefully come to love.
Copyright © Ettie Christian-Bowling | Year Posted 2014
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