River of Life


Lets seek in the river called life

There are countless pebbles varying in size

Searching for her childhood time

A girl who pursued her passion no matter what


Today she is all grown up

With an understanding of being careful of her thoughts

Not swimming against the stream of life


Only if she knew the meaning of her time

An urge to swim to explore this river called life

The stream of water is never the same

Daring to swim is the only way

There might be a storm someday

She needs to swim everyday

To not let the storm control her day

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