If poems reflect our emotion,
emotion reflective of life,
Then poetry is a word see-saw,
Balancing loving and strife.
So some of my verses are happy,
I smile as I recall the glow.
But some of the posts are so gloomy,
I reflect and continue to grow.
The balance of both are essential,
For the yang, there's also a yin.
But life continues as always,
In a game, we're destined to win.
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