youth is like a cool breeze
walking through life, my heart is full of desire.
Eyes sparkling with dreams
Weaving love, weaving hope.
Late afternoons, sunsets
Our souls echo the song of spring.
Even though life's path is full of hardships and challenges
Still walking with a heart full of the full moon.
Happy and sad days blend together
Friendship and unending love.
Youth passes like a flowing river
Leaving behind life's footprints in us.
I lived with all passion
Don't be afraid of hardships, don't be afraid of the way back.
Youth is brilliant days
Forever in my heart, love cannot fade away.
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By Stephen A. Roddewigabout 21 hours ago in Fiction
Comments (3)
Like your work. Well done.
Love this extended metaphor!
The youth and dreams, love and hope. Amazing!