The meaning of life

by April   May 19, 2005


What is the meaning of life?
We live,
we learn,
we die.
First we start out as children, not willing to listen.
Then we become teenagers worried only about dating and kissing.
Still refusing to listen to what our parents say.
Never-ever letting us have our way.
But still we know their somewhat right.
Yet we still put up a fight.
As we continue to grow.
We learn things we
never know.
Soon we're aging and crying.
And soon enough we know we'll be dying.
This is the meaning of life.
You live,
you learn,
you die.

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