Waves are like people,
they come and go.
Crashing making an impact never wanting to let go.
Pushing and pulling for you to go under, because one wrong move you'll be a flounder.
But it's cold and it's deep carrying many things,
never knowing what it brings.
So know when to go in or you will go under
because life's not so cookie cutter.
But don't even fret and always hope,
because the moon will shift and you will always find home.
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The Forest of Life
PoesíaI know poetry isn't for everyone, but what about some about everyday life. Struggles, fun, health, and many more things that we don't talk about. So this book will be filled with poetry that I'm not afraid to post because I want to start the convers...
