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Rules Of Life

Updated: Sep 22, 2022

The mornings have turned cold

The wind bites

The leaves start to drop

And it’s not as hot

As it was yesterday

The summer ends

And a new season begins

One of the repeating patterns of life

A growth

A beauty

And then

A death

Just for it all to happen again

It’s the cycle of life

One that there is no fighting against

A death and a rebirth

An all too familiar story

You’d think

After all this time

We would start to get bored of it

But as the wind hits my cheeks

I am reminded

That it is not boring

Or special

Or majestic

It just is

The rules we have to play by.


-C.H.


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