New Beginnings
We think of these only at New Years Eve at midnight.
How terribly wrong we are!
Each sunrise is a day of fresh might.
With the setting of the last twinkling star.
Reborn, each morning you are.
Yesterday is but history.
Today you are its brightest star.
You are today’s glory and mystery.
Each poem you pen,that you measure
No, its not condescension.
Gems from your heart that we treasure.
You lift us to another glimmering soul
dimension!
12/31/2021
*Dedicated to my Supporters*
In Appreciation,
~Panagiota~
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2021
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