Mystery Web
A door that must be opened for all to go through,
An encounter that stands in wait for everyone,
None can tell how close we are to the door,
Time brings us near to this encounter,
A fate that is on man's trail,
Like seasons, we are transitioned.
April 5, 2022.
Bite Size Poem # 41 Poetry Contest.
Copyright © Thompson Emate | Year Posted 2022
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