Race In Days Poem by marie armany

the days start the race
the life like a train, it run
and run so fast like the rain
that you wish to make it stop
for a while but you can't

but if you want to live
in this train you most to be
faster more than this train
in your dreams to make it
come true in your way to
hold on tight and never
say i can't do it

this is the life you life or you let itit
you make it yours or it make you stop at the next station
but anyway you must to life it vertical or horizantal you must to live it