Life is
A delicate rose
First so vibrant
Then so dull
Slowly losing petals
Damaged by
Harsh winds
Revived by caring hands
Once gone
Leaving only sprouts
To take its place
Continuing
A never ending cycle
Life is
A memory
Containing
Sadness
Happiness
Anger
Love
And hate
A memory only forgotten
If one leaves
Without giving joy to the
People one self
Life is
A treasure
To enjoy
To share with loved ones
And cherish every second passing by
Good or bad
Joyful or sorrowful
Harbor it
For you may only live
One single life...
