Life has a way

Life has a way

Life has a way of twisting its truths
Like the branches of very old trees

Life has a way of scattering Dreams
Like autumn breeze with yellowed leaves

Life has a way of inflicting wounds
Like dark bloody red sunsets

Life has a way of displaying grays
Like those misty morning days

Life has a way of breaking hearts
Like lightening across stormy clouds

Life has a way of drying tears
Like morning dew drops on flowers

Life has a way of bringing smiles
Like rainbows after rainy nights

Life has a way of embracing sorrows
Like warm beaches in summer days

Life has a way of overcoming fears
Like clouds up in the open sky’s

Life has a way of giving chances
Like a break of a new day as the sun rises

Life has a way
And that’s the way it is