Life
Change and progress.
The words that define life.
You are born and you die.
Mistakes are made, and knowledge is gained.
And it is just a chain.
You start with no hair, and you end with no hair
You start out unable to walk, you end unable to walk
You die and someone else is born
The beginning and the end
Sometimes it is cut short, other times, it is long
Growing up and growing old is different and age is not a number but a mindset.
Life
beautiful but prickly, like a cactus
Life
Enjoy it while it lasts
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem