Leon Enriquez Poet Quatrain

New Year's Eve

Here at the gate,
The old year turns;
A moving fate,
Waits on new churn.


So many days,
Of that and this;
Hurl of old ways,
A poignant bliss.


Here and now see,
A brand new year;
Crisp and breezy,
With lovely cheer.


So many thoughts,
As ideas come;
Squeeze play and plot,
Watch for warm sums.


Glimpse profound show,
Each day a gem;
Discern and know,
Fruits on the stem.




Leon Enriquez
31 December 2018
Singapore

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