Sometimes we laugh
Recalling the days we cried
Sometimes we even cry
Remembering the days we laughed
And this circle goes on and on
Laughing and crying never seems to stop
Yet how often do we realise that
In the end, we live through our memories?
And that's the way, this august life is!
YOU ARE READING
My Kaleidoscope
Poetry{WP_Poetry featured✔} #6 - 25.06.2018 in #Poem Poems that will try to make a difference, poems that will try to inspire. And hopefully, poems that will try to awaken your sleeping spirit. Book cover made by @LadyMeringue
