This LifeA Chapter by DhayemysteriousThis life is a recondite transit Where our paths might be unknown We would stop at varied crossroads When confused at those strange zones The sky each day may differ There could be sun, there could be rain It could be blue or could be orange But on the next pace, it could be grey And if ever the times get harsh That we might stumble and fall Just remember we're not alone In going through tight bouts at all Life is a creek of promises Springing from heavens above The rain of life will flow on us We should welcome the gift of love But like a battlefield we know What we purport is to survive In this platform of test and ventures After each fall, we must revive Life is survival of the fittest The world is a precarious place Don't be that weak who cannot soar Be like an eagle, conquer the space. ~~¤~~ © 2016 DhayeAuthor's Note
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