There Is Always A Time Poem by klever Gold

You started so poor
You are now the source of open door
You started with just a coin
But now there is much for you to Join

You were born with a flat chest
But now you've a swollen breast
You were born as a child
Now you own your child

You were born looking so cold
Now you've grown seeming so bold
You were born just so mild
You've grown to be so wild
You were born as a boy
Now you have your own boy

You were born very weak
You will also die very weak
You were once called young
To call you a youth would be wrong