Dec 31
One year ago, three-six-five.
I sat where I sit now,
Contemplating the challenges.
The leaps, dives and plunges.
Now I sit back and reflect,
And I feel as though,
If I hadn't set down this goal,
I wouldn't have anything done at all.
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Poetry For The Found
PoetryThis is the 2nd part of my 365 observations and comments about society, life and love throughout 2022. Come with me on my journey day by day, as I write what I've always wanted to say. There is no method or planning, just thoughts and perceptions ab...
