#WritcoPoemChallenge
The door to tomorrow,
Opens in the shadows of today,
So brush aside the path of sorrow,
And make your way of life so shallow,
That might be today or tomorrow,
But the beauty of the day is still follows,
The story of the year again you have,
Which never begin with the time of wave,
Slowly getting better days of life I hope,
You have ever imagined that I should grope,
Trying hard to get a chance of being protected,
But haven't heard of that vulnerable life of terrified,


--- M.S..!