The Most beautiful Thing

The Most beautiful Thing

A Poem by ProCoacoa

The most beautiful things in life
Are the ones that die the fastest
Like childhood
Like flowers
And the loved ones 
That were once ours
So grab them while you can
Because the beauty is, you can't plan
They come and they go
Dont be stuck with the sorrow
You know they are never coming back
So get back on track
And look for the next pretty thing
Or hope someone will sing
You the song of life
That its good, and its bad
But be glad
When you find those beautiful things in life

Because they die the fastest.

© 2013 ProCoacoa


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Added on November 26, 2013
Last Updated on December 18, 2013
Tags: life, death, cycle, childhood, memories, memory, cherish, love, good, bad

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