2019 Poem by Practicing Poetess
2019
What will the new year hold?
Will it be better than the old?
Forward we step, in a blindfold
Wondering what we will behold.
As we watch the year unfold,
Will there be sorrow untold?
Or joy and blessings manifold?
We must not fear; we must be bold.
We could see trouble and pain,
Or happiness may come again.
Good sense and reason could prevail,
Or is that but a fairy tale?
But we are cautiously optimistic that this year will be an improvement over the last.
Thank you, Kostas! You are always so consistently positive! : -)
Happy New Year to you also, Chrisjan. And thank you for the nice comment! ; -)
Wow, an excellent new year poem.................................
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I would like to translate this poem
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5/10/2024 8:28:32 PM # 1.0.0.1119
it is but a fairy tale and this year trump will fail (again) hopefully
Ah, but what will become of Brexit? There is more than one great country that is divided! As was previously commented, we hope for the best!