As I sat down to write this poem
Of my life and its goings on
I couldn't figure out what to say
So I decided to save it for another day

Then I thought why not tackle love
But hasn't love been written of enough
So it went by the wayside like my life
Coming back to it another time

I then set my sights on comedy
Which is always fun to write for me
I gave it my best serious attempt
But didn't care for the way that went

Should I turn to writing sadness and pain
Cause life's not always fun and games
But with that's there's nothing much to gain
Plus it's not really my forte

How about something more profound
That's when I stood and looked around
But couldn't find a single thing
So that thought is also now history

I guess I'll just have to wait
To write one of these poems another day
And settle for the here and now
With what it is above I've written down

I stood on the city street
And asked the passers by
All the folks I chanced to meet
What they thought of life

I got a different answer
From everyone I spoke
But isn't that a well known fact
That I should have known

Some said life's a circus
With all these clowns around
3 rings to be exact
If you care to count

Others said life's a minefield
So be careful where you step
One wrong move and you'll go boom
Leaving nothing left

Life is also a roller coaster
With a slow climb to the top
But once it is you get there
Hold tight for the drop

Then there was life's a puzzle
Built piece by piece until your done
But be careful in the end
You don't find a missing one

But also life's a symphony
So let's strike up the band
And just hope you play first row
And all the notes you understand

Not forgetting life is a game of cards
Where you play the hand your dealt
Hoping while your in mid-bluff
That your not found out

Yes everyone I asked that day
Had a different view on life
While some of them could be wrong
I'm sure most of them were right