Life

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By connie

Life Is like an Airplane ride soaring in the sky the journy long or sometimes short Crashing at any time Like the Old guy snoring beside you Or the lady griping at her kids your going to have discomforts but they will soon come to an end Peanuts as gifts you recive every now and then Coke a refreshment enjoyed by little kids Would you like some Oj Or a glass of Wine Your going to make some choices and answers that come behind Like the window seat Its Exciting sometimes scary too Your going to be liked by some Disliked by many too But at the end of your ride and your lugage comes Remember Life is Gift and to always enjoy the ride

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March 1, 2009 07:55~Stay_Beautiful~20104

Wow that's a great anology! I've never gotten to ride a plane though =[ haha Great peom!

March 13, 2009 23:32Tyler Cedric Golden

lol indeed i have never gotten to ride a plan either but this was well thought of to connect with the way life is....spectacular job on this!