New Song
The stars gathering in the sky
like the bees to a honey
the moon drawing close to the sky
children chanting
too the happy new tunes
mother getting busy
As the day bets goes bye
we keep counting down
the cloud gathering slowly
snow and dew keep drizzling
as the music gets louder
Step by step
we get closer
as the year raps up
i have a dream
yet in my mental room.
Copyright © Anthony Onyeka | Year Posted 2012
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