I never comprehended the why's
of the cycle of life when I was younger.
It has been surely less then what I hoped for,
but amusingly more then what I had expected.
But now it's well understood.
In the bouncing barrel of curls
in a young girl's head of hair.
The glowing skin of an
expecting young mother.
Even the ability to move without
asking for permission, I envy...
The brilliant smile and
bright curious eyes.
The ever so ready eager energy.
It also brings us unexpected changes,
you may call them, 'The Bittersweet's'.
It teaches us all about pleasures
but with the same token,
which is quite naturally normal,
it also shows us
how cruel and unforgivable time could be.
I stand firm and strong as
The Cycle of Life welcomes me.
Witten by: Aileen Figueroa/Singlestar
Poem was Born: 9/14/15
I was on the A train
just watching all kinds
of people on my way
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem