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