#WritcoPoemChallenge
The door to tomorrow,
Opens in the shadows of today,
So brush aside the path of sorrow,
And make your way.
The road only clear to see,
Close door brings the brighter days,
I seek for the better days.

My mind is blown like the breathe of the new beginnings.
To soon to quit,
The story speaks the real.
Tomorrow never promise to nobody,
I will make a way.

© Makaziwe Gotyana