Every life is a complete universe,
Large, small or somewhere in between.
Images of time and place
Recall the the stages of life's scenes.
First memories of infancy
Begin as a state of utter dependency.
Helpless, we cry for everything.
In childhood, vague memories
Are like a dream,
Though many experiences
Have a lasting effect.
Our schooling from grade to middle
To high school goes on forever,
Or so it seems.
In maturity and adulthood
Our paths become more diverse.
Poems can recount these
Twists and turns of our destiny.
Thus, we may call them
Poems of life.
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