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a poem (my fave wink ) YAY SHORT! 4laugh

Change
Feelings wither, their fruit fall off and die
Their once happy rich vine will eventually turn to brown
A child will become old
And old will become a coffin
Change is so cruel but gentle, running water over stone

But what people overlook the most, maybe even you
Sadness will also fade, pain will dissolve
Melancholy, once lost, will find it’s brother
loneliness will at last clasp a friend
so my friends, my family remember this short tale of wise

Live on life and soak in fruit juice feelings
Nurture and plant happiness’s vine
Sprint past the fog of confusion and endure a knifes pain
Dark will turn to light with the riseing sun
because the ignorant, the dead cannot drink the sun