#WritcoPoemPrompt8
Every soul that passes the gate,
Has passed a test of fate,
Trudging along on tired feet,
Almost there, refusing to be beat,
Flash of time to conquer the seat,
Walking alone through a dark street,
With a hope of dreams to meet,
Making each moment so sweet,
Wishing to be a bird that tweet,
You yourself has to complete ,
The journey of life in one hot seat.
© SCH