Time
Time....what is it?
Time is as simple
as a falling leaf.
Yet as complex
as a woman’s mind.
Time is as soft
as the first snowfall.
Yet as hard
as the first day of school.
Time is as gentle
as a mothers hug.
Yet as rough
as the dirt beneath my feet.
Time is as beautiful
as a warm summer sunset.
Yet as ugly
as a pig rolling in the mud.
Time is as shocking
as a surprise party.
Yet as predictable
as the school bell.
Time is as loving
as a passionate kiss.
Yet as hating
as a strike across the face.
Time is like a person
forever changing its ways.
as a falling leaf.
Yet as complex
as a woman’s mind.
Time is as soft
as the first snowfall.
Yet as hard
as the first day of school.
Time is as gentle
as a mothers hug.
Yet as rough
as the dirt beneath my feet.
Time is as beautiful
as a warm summer sunset.
Yet as ugly
as a pig rolling in the mud.
Time is as shocking
as a surprise party.
Yet as predictable
as the school bell.
Time is as loving
as a passionate kiss.
Yet as hating
as a strike across the face.
Time is like a person
forever changing its ways.
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