Noone’s life is a piece of sugar,
Everyone has one’s own cross
Just to carry on one’s own shoulder.
Life is mix of our love and loss.
Noone’s life is a bunch of flowers,
Every life has some mud to stink.
It can beat, it strikes and bothers
But you’re getting used to these things.
But…
Noone’s life is a big misfortune,
Every life has some happy days,
Closest people to kiss and hold you,
Choices, chances and many ways.
Noone’s life is a bitter lemon,
Everyone has some sweet in life,
Love and friends that can help to keep on,
Sunny days, unforgettable nights.
Every life has its ups and downs,
Has some happiness and some grief.
It is full of chances and doubts…
This makes life pretty thing to live.
Life
© Copyright: Олеся Максименко, 2009
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