How is life
How sweet it is
How long it will go
How far it will flow
What surprises it holds
What will be its color
What it promises at its end
It will be small or grand
On the sands of time
It is just a drop of dew
It takes birth, shines, dries
Up to vanish and born anew
A beautiful poem on life. Life is what we make it coupled with the element of fate. An insightful write well written.
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