I had a dream
that next year won’t scare me
and I won’t scream.
Months will be long
days will be nights
I will be wrong
but there won’t be fights.
Winter will be hot
spring will have rain
stories won’t have a plot
with tears and pain.
I heard in my dream
that sorrow will mean
glee ,thrill and ice cream
on an ocean size HD screen.
Now very well I know
all these will come true
if I let this year go.
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** Written For daily prompt.
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I do not have a second to edit this poem , if I had , I could have improved at places. I hope you are happily busy with pre-thanksgiving preparations and waiting for the weekend.
Spread the words..
A Journey Called Life ... 
LOL I see it on a handful of blogs all of a sudden…not mine 😦
Ha ha, Thank you! It’s snowing thanks to you. 🙂
Yes , hopefully better things are ahead. How true! Thank you , Indira. Regards 🙂
Lovely poem…OK now spill…how did we get your page to snow?? Very cool!!
How fast the time flies. Like it or not we have to let this year go better thing are awaiting I hope. Blessings.
Definitely worth a visit .:) Big sur. is beautiful 🙂
Archita,
That is a very beautiful picture! Make me want to take a drive down the coast in my Cruiser!
Patrick
Ha ha..ya , Lets make December slow! 😉
Ha ha.. this is my 2 mins craziness thanks to the stress of writing a post on a busy day ..:D
Thank you , C.K 🙂
Nice, Archita! Let this year go 🙂
Let this year go : D