In the pond of life
Some of us swim
Somg of us drown
In the river of life
Some us fight the flow
Some of us go with the flow
In the tree of life
Some of us cling to the branches
While others just let go
In garden of life
Some of us wilt and die
While others struggle and survive
In the harsh reality
Some of us die
While few survive
In the end life still continues
Time doesn't stop to wait and mourn for our lossed loved ones
And the minute hands of those clocks tick away
So please,
Don't waste the time you have
For you won't ever get it back
Because it'll be lost forever
It'll be no more
Author's Note: I wrote this in middle school. I was never good at poetry and I'm still not so excuse the bad quality of this poem.
