In my midst Poetry

Millennium

We are young, and most are achievers.
Progression opens in our period.
This is the year inside of ancient and modern.

Everyone obtains inheritance from history.
A ton of preferences starts with us.
We become the beneficiary of choices of the past.

Looking back, we possess a joyful memory.
Playing around the street is the norm for us.
Growing up, we are introduced to technology.

We've watched the transitions that are arising.
Those advancements enable us to be exceptional.
Still, we reminisce about the fascinating memory of our precious time.

We are a doorway of a different generation.
Us are the first hand to inhabit the existence of modern technology.
Yet the last to experience great happiness and perfection of the old days.

It is indeed such a beautiful era.