(Wishing all followers a prosperous New Year!)
Channel your fears into dears of mere
And fall your tears into cheers oh queer
For you are the hands which steer your years
And are the gears which can clear from your rear
…with a breathing chit
You have new days with awesome rays
And some new aspirations with inspiring yays
You do have new suns to make your hay
And have new ways to work your say
Yes you –
…in a doubting pit!
So smile even as you taste some bile
And walk even if it’ll take many a mile
Your piles might change to worth your while
And your jeers might file your awesome dial
…in a sadness sit!
So yay to the nays in days gone astray
Ray on the bays which hid gay in your stay
For why in things that have gone awry
Does naught to change the shy in a sty
Build a confidence
…for your own benefit!
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © January 1, 2020