• Life is like a sweet scented rose,
    That blooms in tender love and light,
    When the warmth grows cold and weary,
    It withers and shrivels out of sight.

    Life is like a sunlit day,
    Starting at dawns new glow,
    Its radience brings a blush to all,
    Till dusk and sets down low.

    Life is like a bittersweet dream,
    It starts in budding romance,
    Then the heart is left to tear,
    And breaks silently at last dance.

    Life is like the autumns grasp,
    its colours varying and bold.
    Leaves dwindle and fall from their lives,
    As winter brings its reign of cold.

    Life is just a lonesome highway,
    getting lost at far between turns,
    The engine roars, moving fast and carefree,
    Then tumbles, crashes and burns.