At the end of the day there's a new tomorrow.
At the end of tomorrow there's a new day.
So we shall all bury our sorrows,
let us all borrow the peace from,
The infants, crying, laughing and eating.
The children, screaming, play battling and chatting.
The teenagers, gossiping, partying and learning;
The wonders of the world.
To the adults, adventuring, working and living.
So come, until we enter
A new tomorrow.
HEllO its Ashley i really liked the way you persuaded and mad it really juicy
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Hoi Joannie. I really like ya poem. It felt like I was in a cycle and it was cool.
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