You - Poem by Jacob macharia
If mornings tend to evenings,
Wishes become fulfillments,
Dreams turn to achievements,
Anticipations drilling the relentless moves,
Through hard delves as you fight,
Let the 'you' always come first,
Ready to dodge each hard aimed fist,
Rendering others that best gist,
That will propel them to their best,
And make every day a bliss.
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