#WritcoPoemPrompt111
The year 2021 is coming to an end,
Hopeful this thread will come to a close as well,
No matter how much we pretend,
Variants are here to stay like a spell.
I learnt to move,
flutter my wings out my dwell,
Hindered by clouds & winds
it was the first time out of my shell.
Scared and anxious yet I was in the groove
I felt uncaged & made the wind move.
The present of this year carrying I’m gonna move on,
ain’t concerned about others I’ll look myself upon….