Wednesday Writing: Life Itself

If you are a regular to the way things run on this blog, you may know I'm completely un-organised when it comes to when exactly I post a piece of my writing. Wednesday Writing is that time, every few weeks, where I do post something. As writing is what I love to do. Although it never makes much sense when re-reading it!

 

Moments are like waves crashing by the shore,

Once they reach the sand, there is only a certain amount of time until they leave.

They shine in the sunlight,

They crash on rocks,

They leave and never come back.

 

Memories are a book,

An un-putdownable thriller in which you can never turn back.

They make your heart-stop.

They make tears tumble down your face.

They capture you, and stay for ever.

 

Love is a lullaby,

A sweet sound that puts a spring in your step,

That at first, is beautiful.

That moves into deeper, more intricate verses.

That has a chorus you'll remember but, that must end.

 

It can't fail.

Laughter,

A fairground, one that is calling for me.

That makes you giddy.

That can hide your fear.

That shows you care, or don't in the case of a falling friend.

 

Life is this,

A scrapbook made up of all in one.

That, with one piece missing, fails to be.

That, without moments, there are never memories.

That, without love, there is never laughter.

That has no explanation but I can say I tried my best.