By

Johns, Michael A.

Life is funny it its own little way,
We see just how in every day.
Sometimes we must choose,
Even if in choosing we lose.
But when we lose,
or choose to lose;
We always seem to wish to be in someone else's shoes,
life is a hard road to travel,
it is full of holes and rocks and gravel.
We all try to do what is best,
And sometimes we leave behind the rest.
Some look at life like a chore,
Others think of life as a bore.
Yet for some reason we are all still here,
Even though we do not see cheer.
The best things in life really are free,
Like a clear blue sky, the grass or a tree.
We all make mistakes in our paths,
But its how you receive them that makes you lasts.
Life is funny in its own little way,
Its all in how you perceive each day.
When you fall down and your skies are gray,
Try to remember that it’s just this day.
This is the way life could be seen,
If we all pursued our sweetest little dreams.
Do not give up on life today,
Because life is funny in its own little way.