Life is a tricky stage.
Things are either black or white,
With shades of gray, maybe beige.
Some days are dark, others bright.
Like a play, we recite our lines,
……. Act out each role.
If we stumble at times,
We’ll not fall into a hole.
Our families are here
To help us out of disorder,
Or a friend, somewhere,
Can put matters in order.
Life is not a commercial,
Where everything is cut-and-dry.
Luckily, we’ve someone special,
When we need to have a good cry.
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