Time 2020
It’s now 2020 a new decade, a new year
Makes you think twice about the things we hold dear.
The people that were here and now gone away, never to see another earthly bright or dark day.
Sometimes it makes you ponder the life that they lived, the things that they got, and what they had to give.
Life in its self is an on going thing, regardless of the road or the things that it brings.
When we think to ourselves about why we are the ones still around, sometimes puts a smile on your face and sometimes a frond.
It appears that the road in our lives are already set, the things that we have the things that haven’t come yet.
I wonder if the choices we have are only but a few, that our road has a life of its own and knows just what to do.
To move us in this life from one point to another, to give us the strength to love one another.
To see past the hard times and look for the light to forget about the wrong and help us do right.
Yes, it’s now 2020 a new decade a new year as we toast with our friends and some, shed a tear.
Tomorrows not promised to not even one, or that we’ll be able to look at the sky and see, the moon or the sun.
But one thing for certain, for the one’s that are here, there’s one element of life we can always hold dear, without any doubt without any fear of losing it all and going insane, because the spirt of God even after we die will always remain.
About this poem
Wrote this poem during Covid lockdown
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Written on January 01, 2020
Submitted by johnlasenberry3 on May 29, 2023
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Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 13 |
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