Sunday, 4 January 2015

My Very First Poem

Night falls, Morning breaks.

How fast time flies,
Yesterday is gone,
Today is here,
Night falls,
Morning breaks

Yesterday,
I was younger,
Today,
I am older,
Wisdom or foolishness.

A fresh start.

Recollections are made.
Some we keep,
Some we discard,
Some we ignore,
Some we struggle.

We still live.

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