The Way We Live

I'm stepping out of my comfort zone here. Writing a poem that is. I'm not so good at this kind of thing but I my as well share it with you anyway.

The Way We Live

I am just like you,

Minute at the beginning of time,

Cared for and loved,

Unable to talk, just a mime.

 

'Adventure outside,

Arms open, innocently waving.

You smile at me.

I am getting tall now, growing.

 

Innocent no more,

You have seen the ways of the world.

I stand up tall,

Powerful, taking up all the spotlight.

 

I see it all now;

We have been mean, cruel and ugly.

You cut me down,

My bark and leaves no more, Gone.

 

 

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