I wrote this one about 10 years ago. The first poem published.
Life Life is like a flower, ready to bloom or to die. Life is like a bird, singing happily and soaring so high... Or like so many of us, never quite touching the sky. Life is like a road, either straight, crooked or bending. Life is like a book that always has an ending. © 1999 Tina Bricker All... Sign in to see full entry.