Under life's umbrella, I correctly stand
Catching thoughts like rain, with wrinkles in hand,
Droplets of wisdom, fear and joy,
Each one a voyage, no chips ahoy.
Weathering storms of change and strife,
Each cliff notes, a chapter in my life,
Sun or storm, calm or gale,
I'll weave my tale, without a trail.
Puddles of memories at my feet,
A tale of victory, dearest in defeat,
Yet, with each step, in every scene,
I soak up life, in hues unseen.
Raindrops of experience, I embrace,
Shaping the contours of my palette face,
In every moment, life discerned.
Life is but a gentle rain,
An umbrella of joys, and sometimes gusty pain,
Yet, under its canopy wide and grand,
I grow, I learn, I gradually understand...…
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CleverWordz
I am a writer, graphic designer and artist absorbed into one canvas of life. Hopefully, I can extend my words unto you all with my greatest gratitude we shall all cherish together!!
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