Buried working for sheep,
I am steady going crazy,
But no,
I am not weak,
I creep into the corner,
And found my light,
To know at the day of the day,
It will be alright.
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Stay the course and run the race, in the end, you will be left in a better case.
This poem ends the April’s National Poetry Writing Month. I am excited and loved I was able to jump in like I did years ago and release some good 8 lines a day poems. I had a great time reading others blogs and writing. People have so much to say lately and happy to read, learn and relate.
Keep on writing and being exciting.
Jixi Fox 🦊
Category: Poetry