What does life mean to you?
The pain, the joy, the sadness within.
Is life a game? Where some lose and some win.
The joy of a new born, the glee that is found.
The sadness of a love one who is put in the ground.
Nature and its bliss, a marriage - we kiss.
The birds, the bees. The seeds that grow into trees.
The fish, all sizes. The sun, as it rises.
What does life mean to you?
Life is so short, as time goes by fast.
It is like liquid not trapped in a glass.
Life can be good and life can be hard.
Sometimes I wonder, are we dealt the wrong card.
Life is a blessing, a blessing from above..
For God is our creator. Who made us with love .
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Author:
The BlackShakespeare (
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I don’t understand life … life is for living and who understands a life where you have to deal with such sadness … to me , that’s not how life is meant ti be . But yes , we are made of love
Yes it is
Life is a roller coaster
One gets to learn so many things
It’s an adventure
Maybe if one keeps writing
I don’t know how to describe life then
Very true
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