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A little puzzled I was
When I first met him
He looked quite angry with his life.
He would turn red in rage
At the slightest of things
Disturbing all who struggled to survive.
He would be harsh to
All around him
Just like the summer
With its scorching heat
It was hard to keep up with him
Or be happy.
People asking him to leave.
I never saw him calm down
I saw him furious all the time
Making life miserable for everything and everyone
Who was around?
A small pretty lady stayed with him
Quite and content with life
Being with a tyrant like him
Meant a lot of struggle and strife.
I saw her wipe the tears
Which she held on inside
She would shed them like the drizzle
Which would stop in a while.
She prayed and hoped for the better
She held on and stayed strong
But at times she did burst open
When things seem to be wrong.
The tears would run down
As the heart flood with pain
I saw it gushing down through her eyes
Like the fury of a troubled rain.
A lot turned around for them
When she walked out of his life
A lot was left and shed with time
As she was only left in pain.
There came a lady
Age shining on her face
Looking dull and worn out in life
But always ready for a change.
Years had shed her beauty
Wrinkled lines had stories to share
Like the leaves that once were full of youth
But now lay crumpled everywhere.
A lot changed in her life
She had hoped to live again
When there came in a little one
Who made her smile again.
She lay all wrapped up in her arms
As cozy as could be
She brought happiness and warmth
In her life
Making life hopeful and easy.
The little hands held on
The rosy pink cheeks did glow
When her eyes did sparkle
To tell her
Life has so much in store.
A beautiful girl she found in her
Who added colour to her life
She danced around her
Like the butterflies in the wild.
Life turned meaningful
There was happiness everywhere
She had found a friend in her
There was no struggle or despair.
The little girl grew up
A beautiful lady vibrant as spring
Who knew how to be happy
Who knew how to live?
Life has its phases
Life as people who are there
Some may be hard to understand
Some who know how to care.
We all hope for changes
Like the seasons in our life
Each one adds just the little change
That teaches us lessons of life.
