Half full or half empty!

Born with a glass empty

Through growth the glass

Half fills reaching the

Prime of life now full.

Turning around

Life slows, ages

The glass becomes half empty

Quickly!

Reaching the end

Not a drop left but

Clean, empty.

Reviews

[marcus]

Ah, the glass of life, we fill it, we drain it.....

[andrew mitchell]

yes we do Marcus

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life in a glass... we come with nothing and leave with nothing... great write, my friend

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you my friend

[Cherry Pepperweb]

I guess your perspective changes with your life stages and experiences.
Neat poem, I like it.

[andrew mitchell]

It does Cherry thanks for your review