The Life we live

Life is like a dream that we cannot control,

A surreal journey that takes its toll.

We wander through a world that's both beautiful and strange,

Dealing with loss and heartbreak that we cannot change.

The people we love, they come and they go,

Leaving us with memories that we cherish and hold.

We try to make sense of the pain that we feel,

As we try to move on and learn to heal.

In the midst of it all, there's a surreal beauty,

That takes our breath away, and fills us with awe and humility.

The colors of the sky, the sound of the rain,

The way the wind blows, and the rustling of leaves in the lane.

Life is a journey that's both beautiful and strange,

A surreal dream that we cannot change.

We take solace in the memories we hold,

Of the people we've lost, and the stories they've told.

So let's cherish the moments that we have,

And hold onto the memories that make us glad.

For life is a journey that's both beautiful and strange,

And loss is a part of the surreal, beautiful exchange.