Over Poem by Angel A. Lockwood

Over



2019 is almost near
2020 a year ofnew,
Yet I still have no clue
Of reasons why
In 2019,I went through
The moments some thought
I was really threw
Yet, I grew
This coming new year
Is the vision clear?
Is there something that's
Termed as Good fear?
Is it time to run?
Or just stay clear?
May what's true,
Sincere and dear
Live in hearts and fill ears
Happy New Year

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success