Life

Life is a story,
To be read.
A story of great glory,
That ends at the writers death.

Life is a balance,
Where there are weak,
And there are gallant.
With many deeds,
Of both wrong and right.
Some done by people of the day,
Others committed by the people of the night.

Life is a performance,
A play without a script.
With you as the lead,
And your friends, the chorus.

Life is a circle,
Of happiness and sorrow,
With the pain of today,
Comes the greatness of tomorrow.

Life is a flowing stream,
With every wrong,
That can't be undone,
Comes a right that we can learn from.