Metaphor

i would comapre the morning to the sea
it changes everyday
it can be happy and flowes
or it can be angry and rough
just like the sea their are many things that can happen
where you choice to be and what to do
it can be clod and a cold shoulder
or
it can be sweet as sheet as a pie
but it writes its own destiney
it can make it own way through the good and the bad
but we decide to go with the current
or to resist it