Somebody

Somebody once told me

that Life was like clay,

no matter how much you fiddle around with it

the clay will eventually harden.

What did they mean?

 

Somebody once said

that Life was beautiful and

stunning to go through,

and everything you experience will

make you glow.

I don't get it!

 

Somebody once promised

me that Life was like a kaleidoscope,

with every twist and turn things

will always change but

eventually be even more beautiful than the last.

 

Oh, I get it now, Life can't be compared nor described perfectly.

I have to live through it, to see what it's all about.

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