Consistency is the mother of mastery.
Robin Sharma
Hi. Nice of you to join me today. I’m glad you are still with us on the good side of life.
I penned today’s poem a few days ago, in commemoration of the cold day which sent me freezing, seeking the warmth of my blankets just so I could stop shivering. As always, I hope you enjoy reading it, and that you have an awesome day.
Like a dying horse
This winter is in its last death throws.
It knows its time is about to come to an end
And so, like the last dying kick of a horse
It blows the cold wind extra hard
And makes the nights especially bitter
For it knows its time is about to end
Because anytime soon spring will begin to bloom
To spell its eventual doom.
© Lazarus Shatipamba 2020
The Poets Peace
Ow and here we are dealing with the hottest days bcs summer is packing it’s stuff up to pay you guys a visit lol 🥰🤣
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Eish. I hope it won’t be too hot when it gets here, I hate filling buckets with my sweat😂🙈
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