#WritcoPoemChallenge
The door to tomorrow,
Opens in the shadows of today,
So brush aside the path of sorrow,
And make your way in the burrow,
Step inside the world of happiness,
Sing the song of readiness,
Trying hard to do better,
Luck makes you taste bitter,
Is that idiom is false?
Or I make mistake and fall
Conserve that place of inside your heart,
To store the whole life's sad birds,
I can also feel the feelin',
Of that crow and hemlock tree,
Lit the candle of your heart,
Make the brain to do your work,
Stop blaming yourself,
Or it will fill the heart's saddy shelf,
So brush aside the path of sorrow,
And step to a happy burrow.