considerate moderate Poetry

We Reap What We Sow.

Life is a travel

it is a marvel

could be  a shrivel

anything on  the level

a hype here with a sensitivity

a type there with a placidity

all call for a plausibility

that one makes out of life

spans some eighty  more in strife

with words pointed like knife

insinuates a disharmony

with behaviour moderate

evolves reapa feel considerate

all depends on the way we go

so  we reap that we sow.