Best of times, worst of times

“Kind of a cliche isn’t it just?” Gun Roswell

At each ending

There is always a new beginning

Recapping the time we had been spending

Was one good or just sinning

Deal with the bad

Its ok to feel sad

Sometimes to get mad

Enjoy the little things

If you feel like it, just sing

And remember, no one can change at a bells ding

Take care of self and others

Shout out, if feeling smothered

Think good thoughts

But when needed, dwell in the past

Nothing really lasts

At least not for that long

If you are very strong

Its good to be weak

For sometimes what you seek

Is not a reward or a price

Just someone being nice

And a kiss or a hug

Does not cost too much

In the end or the beginning

Its just time we are spending