#WritcoPoemPrompt8
Every soul that passes the gate,
Has passed a test of fate,
Trudging along on tired feet,
Almost there, refusing to be beat

Weary eyes looking ahead
Often tired and full of dread
Looking forward, focused instead
What's next fills the head

Each day passes shorter than the next
Days get longer not refreshed
Exhaustion consumes filled with freat
Alone again failing the test

Keep it going forward in time
Longing for rest in this rhyme
Rest for the weary writing vines
End of the day drink the wine

Tessa🦋

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