The Way of Life
Life never easy.
Totally unpredictable.
Today you feel
You have it there
In the palm of your hand,
All wrapped up,
Knowing what you’re doing,
Where you’re going
With your plans
And your schemes.
Then the winds of change blow
And all your tomorrows gone
In an instant;
Leaving just the illusion
Of what once was,
Along with
Broken dreams,
Fallen images
And the harsh reality
Of life itself.
And only the tools
Gained from the experience
Of yesterday’s
Pain and tears
Will allow you
To pick up
The pieces
And put together
Another dream,
So that life goes on.
Copyright © Sylvia Coulstock | Year Posted 2018
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