Senseless poetry

Changes

Life has beginning
But everything's got an end,
We come to this world
But we leave it as well;
We live, change and die
But what matters is in the middle,
The changes are what define us
Even if their paths are all riddles.
Like the summer leaves
Turn brown in the fall,
They fall to the earth
And in spring they reborn,
We grow and learn
Faster than we think ,
A year becomes a month
A month becomes a week,
A week passes in a second
Our minds become week;
We struggle to keep our memories
When our strength is already gone,
We fight to live a little longer
Instead of waiting and moving on.
Our being earth is insignificant
In the story of our world,
If we want to remain on memories
We must choose wisely our acts and words.
We have to live, like we're about to die.
We need to speak, like those would be our last words.
We most enjoy life, from begging to end.
Let's live and share, never make amends
Became cause what defines the ages,
Are our mistakes and changes.