The river though soft and gentle, may turn around the bend and be as rough and wild as the open sea on a stormy day. A bud waiting to bloom into an amazing and intricate flower with the help of the summer sun. Life is like a river. They are never quite the same and quick to change. We are like a bud and the simplicity of joy is like the summer sun. With the help of joy and hope we will bloom. Leaves floating in the river of life bob up and down; they are like our emotions.
This is a simple metaphor for life.
-Selah Allmond, Candler, North Carolina.