A Trekked Year
Oh yes!
It's a trekked year—
As the lonely part bled to tear,
The wordless lane gripped my fear
Like a toddler who felt his mum left the dark room.
So Credit!
The day my cohorts for years
Left to face their arrears—
We sang and danced with cheers,
Carrying the thought, 'when is it again?'
After that!
None to say I host,
Everyone faces the royal coast
Just like a broken window
Our minds free the emotion flow.
I'm alive today!
My day is my dear,
Applauds to who were always there
This time is content of cheer
Spreading like a moving breeze.
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