In life’s vast book, where lessons carve their tale,
Each page unfolds, a tapestry of strife,
Where joys and sorrows oft together sail,
And wisdom blooms amidst the storms of life.
Like autumn leaves, the seasons come and go,
Revealing truths in hues of gold and red,
Through brittle whispers of a passing blow,
We learn to rise, though hope may seem long dead.
From shadows cast by trials’ searing fire,
We forge our strength, refined in depths of pain,
Emerging, phoenix-like, to still aspire,
With battle scars that time cannot restrain.
For life’s true lessons lie in every tear,
A testament to strength we hold so dear.
