Life is unique.
It is devastating, tragic and hard goodbyes.
It is rays of sunshine and it is butterflies.
It is tears and it is smiles.
It’s lying in bed for a week
But still sprinting for miles.
Life is planned, down to every detail,
Lowered expectations so we don’t get hurt
But life is the most unpredictable thing on earth.
Life is ink left on hands,
Notes scrawled on paper, messages carved in bark.
It’s looking for the moonlight
While dancing in the dark.
Life is everything we’ve left behind
And what we’ve imprinted on each other’s minds.
It's the ideas we have that rip at
The very fabric of the world’s seams,
It is people’s hopes and it is their dreams.
Copyright © Jenny Dillon | Year Posted 2018