Of our lives

In the tapestry of life, our stories are woven,

Like poetry penned on the pages unbroken.

Each verse a moment, a joy, or a strife,

We dance to the rhythm, the poetry of life.

In infancy's embrace, we took our first breath,

A fragile beginning, a poem's sweetest verse.

We learned to crawl, to walk, to chase dreams afar,

With wide-eyed wonder, we gazed upon every star.

Adolescence arrived, a chapter of change,

Awakening passions, emotions untamed.

The verses were turbulent, a storm on the page,

As we navigated love, heartache, and rage.

In the depths of our struggles, we found strength anew,

Like poets who conquer their demons, we grew.

We weathered the tempests, both fierce and unkind,

For in life's darkest moments, our spirits defined.

And then came the moments of love and delight,

When poetry blossomed in the warmth of the night.

We found kindred souls, our hearts intertwined,

Creating verses that danced with love undefined.

Through the seasons of life, we've laughed and we've cried,

We've tasted the sweetness and swallowed our pride.

In friendships and journeys, in losses and gains,

We've crafted a tapestry where poetry remains.

Now, as we reflect on the chapters behind,

Let's cherish the verses, the stories enshrined.

For the poetry of our lives, though fleeting it seems,

Leaves an imprint on hearts, like the sweetest of dreams.