Life's Symphony
I’ve often wondered if the world is no more
Than an abstract painting by a modern artist.
And I’ve often wondered
If my life is no more than an open book,
With tiny print and very few pictures.
Or – maybe life is like a song,
A slow, sad, melancholy ballad.
And sometimes life is just a hurricane,
A whirling storm that hits you
Over and over again, never stopping.
But one thing I believe,
Is life is always moving,
Never stopping,
With no rewind button,
No backspace.
You can never take back what you say,
Or what you do.
Life is never-ending,
Until it comes to the final curtain call,
And the symphony is done.
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