The Year Flew From My Hands

The Year Flew From My Hands

A Poem by Lizardo

I still 
Can't seem to believe
That we are already in the last day
Of the year

All the experiences I had
Time flew from my hands
this year

Now I see the year
Like pictures
from a distant memory

Preparing myself for new year
I am
To become someone new
And a better person for the world

The sound of the singing angels rumble
Through earth 
Saying to have hope in the next trial in life
Weep not for your defeat
Weep not for your mistakes

Everyone 
Has learned from their mistakes
At this point
Like a portal to another world
The new year opens with happiness
Celebrating the birth of the universe

May your love never end
And if you need someone to help you  
In the next year
Remember your friends
You will never be alone in the world
Even though the path may seem to walk alone
People will be with you at some point

Never let your love drown
Sorrow is the darkness
It mostly describe as
''When the light leaves, And the Dark sees''
Never let sorrow to your heart

Never waste time
Even a second can make a diference

But now
I see This year
Like Pictures from a
Distant memory...

© 2014 Lizardo


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"Like pictures from a distant memory..." though not so distant, each year passes so quickly. This flows really well, and is very expressive Lizardo!

Posted 9 Years Ago


we all hope to learn from the mistakes of last year...and have a better year this time....
let's hope we can keep those pictures a distance memory.

a heartfelt write.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lizardo

9 Years Ago

Thank you so much Jacob have a happy new year!
I totally agree! :) Great job!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lizardo

9 Years Ago

Thank you so much!
Cool Girl

9 Years Ago

You're welcome!

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