Poem -
Markers
Friends are like markersÂ
When you first get them
They fill your life with color
They fill in your empty lines
With themselvesÂ
But sometimesÂ
You forget
To put the cap back on
And they dry out
Useless and colorlessÂ
You throw them away
And go back to the store
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Comments
A well thought out metaphor
Our lives expect some friendly color
But if we don't take care of them
They fade away or become numb
That you kindly for your wise perspective
Very Interesting concept..
Thanks for sharingÂ