This museum of emotions,
Built on pillars of sadness,
Stands as a testament
To the highs and lows of life.
Each exhibit tells a story,
Of beginnings and endings,
Of joy and sorrow,
Of love and loss.
The rivers of the past
Flow through its halls,
A constant reminder
Of the fleeting nature of time.
As we walk through its corridors,
We are confronted with our own reflections,
Our own memories and regrets,
Our own moments of happiness and pain.
But amidst the sadness,
There is also beauty,
For in the depths of despair,
We find the strength to carry on.
The pillars may be built on sadness,
But they also stand tall
As a symbol of resilience,
Of the human spirit\'s indomitable will.
So let us wander through this museum,
Embracing the full spectrum of our emotions,
For it is through our sadness
That we find the courage to truly live. (Pillows of Emotions\") by Courtney Weaver Jr.