Life holds a little of everything
Sometimes, there’s more of one
And less of others
But it gives taste of everything.
The smooths and the roughs
The happiness and the sorrows
The goods and the bads
The truths and the bluffs.
Nothing is left behind,
Till you get old and older
If this day is going bad,
Good is on the way is to be in mind.

-Mehak Kalra