April Showers

 

April Showers bring May flowers,

Or so that is the tale.

But in this world, what is true,

And what is a story with-drew?

There are many people near and far,

That know just who they are,

And then there are few who envy you,

And the few that have no clue.

But who are we to really judge,

Our lives our stories untold,

For life is like a book, a mystery,

So intriguing, yet so bold.

 

But is our wish to know the end,

to our final life’s bend?

Because you can’t escape the inevitable,

Or can you?

Immortality.

 

 

April Showers bring May flowers,

Or so that’s what they say.

But with the seasons,

Come new reasons,

To change just who we are.

Luckily, it’s up to us on how we change ourselves,

For the better or the worse may come,

Unavoidable, undone.

 

April Showers bring May flowers.

 

Or something just the same….

 

Choose your ending wisely,

So you won’t be asking yourself,

Why, why, why?

 

 

 

Reviews

[aconnelly]

this is freaking amazing