There’s a time to be born, a time to die <br />A time to laugh, a time to eat <br />A time to cry, time to be quiet, <br />A time to love, time to hate. <br />A time to kiss, a time to date, <br />A time to love yourself again. <br />Time to know what path is right for you. <br />Time for you to know where you are going. <br />Time to go throught the happy moments. <br />time to go throught the bad moments. <br />so you can educate your child <br />how to live life. <br />As you get older, your mind gets wiser, you start knowing who you truly are. <br /> <br />Everything starts changing for the better, some change for the worst. <br />But just know that there comes a time you grow to an adult, you’re not a child. <br /> <br />Soon you’ll love someone, someone will love you. <br />Then comes a time when there's a child but this time it’s not you. <br />And you will have to teach them the structure of life.<br /><br />Lucia Domingos Fula<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-structure-of-life/
