Life is like a flame

flames start out bright and steady

like a baby is born ready

for the life it has to endure

life is so unsure

the flame grows fast and strong

hopefully it lasts long

after all the beatings it goes through it gets smaller

even though you are getting taller

the flame starts to burn low

life begins to slow

The flame begins to dimish

your life it about to be finished

as the flame begins to die

a tear forms in many a person's eye

the flame is out now

and so you are gone

but you will be remembered on and on

guess who will miss you always

through all of these days

me, myself, and I if no one else will

ill think of you as i walk up a hill

everythime i turn around the thought of you will always be around.


the moral of this is no matter what someone will miss you and if not i will. even if i dont know you i still care bout every life there is cuz you cant take life for granted... even if its not your own.

This chaps for all the people who reviwed which are three special people:

Dark Kitsune of Ra - thank you! wow ive read some of your poems and they are great im honored to be reviewed by you.

aubrey - thank you! i tried to get my feelings about it into a poem but it wuz hard. Im glad someone understands where im comming from.

black rain -hey first reviewer thanks again!

bye guys

Cat