Walking through

Through my life I walk alone,

Looking at the things I've done.

Laughing or weeping,

As I see the scenes' go by,

Regreting the things I could've done,

Smiling at the things I did do.

At the end I realize who walked me through,

From begining to end,

Always there with a helping hand,

And trying to make,

It the best it could've been.

Author's Note

PLEASE REVIEW THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Reviews

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hey thanks for posting poem here . it s very nice and very hope full. i love that feel after poem this calm and peace and accepting life . thank you

[Hobbit]

Thank-you! :)

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you very welcome and continute at writing please

[Lilly]

Reading this poem I felt like I was walking through the scenes you mentioned - the happier times with laughing and smiles and the sadder times filled with regret...
So I do think this was written well :) Taken the reader with you through this write
Nice work here :)

[Hobbit]

Thank-you, Lilly!

[Calissa Knox]

I love the imagery in this piece. You painted an interesting, unique picture. I could see the scenes changing from laughing to regret. From feeling alone to realizing that there was someone who was always there. I felt the emotion all the way through. This is a moving, and beautiful poem!

[Hobbit]

Thank-you for your review! You understand.

[Calissa Knox]

You're very welcome!