Life

• Piper Williams, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2013

Life is like a merry go round,
Round we go, we go up but always come down
Rain is like a tear
Down its pours, then its turn into a smear
The sun is like a smile
When we see it the day becomes brighter
Nature is like a child
Over time we will see it grows, but then its will always die

But I take the ride
And I may cry
But I will always have a smile
Cause I am a child

This ride is called life
And It's only just beginning