A poem about life.
Bridges of Time
Long ago when I was young,
I thought time was my friend,
I believed I would live forever,
I had no idea the path would end.
I made bad decisions, I regret,
The rebel in me had to come out,
Now I look back at the burnt bridges,
I can see I did not include doubt.
Life makes all of us change in tune
With our nature, Comes the truth,
Nothing is ever what it seems to be,
I wish I had known that in my youth.
I am happy now that I have atoned
For all of my past sins and mistakes,
The bridges burnt can be rebuilt,
Resolve and commitment is all it takes.
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