Life is like a candle,
It can't go on forever.
Sometimes it'll blowout too soon,
and sometimes it'll burn all night.
You can't predict how long your life will last,
and you don't know what will
happen while you're living it.
All you know is that you're living it.
A candles come in different shapes and sizes.
There are millions of scents to choose from.
People are a lot like that too.
Every life to be lived is different.
Nobody knows when their candle will blow out.
You have to enjoy the scent while it's there,
And be happy you're able to experience it.
Our lives are like candles.
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Seashell in The Sand
PoetryThis is a collection of poetry about my life. The things I go through and the things I witness. Some are happy, some are sad, and some won't make any sense. Sometimes life doesn't either.
