Our First Trials

Our First trials

No matter what or how they have been

They are still our first beginnings

Whether they hold brief or long timeshores

Memories are still beautiful encores

If not the words then joy describes it

The delegence in absurdance, have got to find it

The pallette of unkowns

The road of unsures

The triffle of unbores have a lot in stores.

In a beautiful scenary Or in a broken up stone

However they return on shore

They would still be accounts to withold

No matter what or how they have been

Memories are still beautiful encores