As the sun set over the horizon, the old man sat by the river, lost in thought.
He had lived a long life, filled with joy and sorrow.
As he gazed at the water flowing by, he realized that life was like a river, constantly moving forward, never stops or turns back
He wondered if he had made the most of his time, if he had lived his life to the fullest. Then he smiled, realizing that it was never too late to start anew, to make the most of the remained time.
The river of life never stops flowing.
About the Creator
Maria Simões
From a young age, I was drawn to horror movies and dark literature. Poetry has also been part of my life
While I don’t have any published work, I’m always eager to share my writing with others and welcome any opportunity to receive feedback
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