What we call life

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It’s a funny thing,
What we call life,
It gives us trouble,
It causes strife.

It makes us laugh,
It makes us cry,
Yet all we do,
Is stress and try.

To make it through,
Surpass Our frowns,
To make it past,
Life is ups and downs.

We don’t have a choice,
To stay or to go,
Were here for a while,
Is all that we know.

So however hard,
When there is no fun,
Sit back and remember,
We only get one.

This poem was written/submitted by Charlotte.

Category: Life Poems
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