#WritcoPoemPrompt16
The pages of my old book,
Hold my memories of yesterday,
Every smile, every tear,
Every person who came my way...
That lead me on a growing journey.

Often times I peer into the abyss,
And view growth of others,
Witnessing it through the one eyed cyclops.

Every day I see as we grow together,
Growing in gratitude within the worlds of challenges....

Welcoming the cheerful holidays,
The hospitality of others within our universe...

Surviving a world Pandemic,
And working together,...