Life is like a sonnet, I was once told.
It has its rule and its limitation,
Its restrictions, its restraints, and sometimes
Even points where it seems impossible.
But, what you put into it is your choice.
Your desires are reflected in your
Hard work, and everything you make is yours.
Unlike a sonnet, life doesn’t make rules.
It’s the people in it who choose their paths.
Unlike a sonnet, life aint 14 lines.
It’s a long, slow speech with high points and lows.
A sonnet isn’t easy to write, and
Life isn’t easy to live either, but
Both of them make one helluva story.