#WritcoPoemPrompt39

Changing seasons hark new beginnings,
Like the shoots of tender plants on a Spring morning

Why would you come back,
From the past that you surpassed?
Why not focus to the present,
Where you can manipulate your future?

It is you who can decide,
Not the others and their big mouths
It is easy for them to judge you,
But there is no way they can distrupt you

Your story depends on you,
Don't make it come to an unrighteous end
Be your own freedom,
For your dreams to come true


© Night_Dreme