Like
Like the evening sun that never seems to set; objects you recieve are the best things you will get. Like the moon that never seems to come; Life keeps you waiting when it's all said and done.
Like the spring flowers that begin to bloom; everything is never perfect, sometimes there is gloom. Like the summer rain that seems to fall at the wrong time; unlike the heart, the mind always commits the crime.
Like the fall breeze bringing the leaves to the ground to rest; the mind is unsettle, it's the heart you put to the test. Like the winter snow leaving crystals on the ground; Life is what you make it so take a look around.
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.