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Happy Hour!

by Pretty Maggam
(Pleasanton, United States )

Introduction: Dear Disaster (Covid), you have been enjoying the calamity that you caused but yes, you taught us valuable lessons just like every disaster. Below is one of them we have learned.

Poem:

Bright is the Sun, and grass so green
Each day so precious, but smiles unseen
For the time to live is here and high
We shall not mourn, while the dawn is nigh

The destroyer could be, a tiny Insect
Before you even know, sweeps in the hostile affect
Oh, dear! You might barely see it coming
And a happy fling might turn into grieving

For glass is meant to break someday
Balls are meant to bounce away
Ends the happy hour, after its sway

So dance and sing, cheers for today
Kneel before God, hope, and pray
While nature works to find its way

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Feb 23, 2022
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by: Betty

Well articulated! I like the way you express yourself in a gritty way. Keep writing more! ✍️ More power to you, girl..!!

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