Don’t close those eyes

Soon you will be off an infant cloth
And may encounter storms, dust and rust

Some achievements may seem a mirage
Unachievable until success emerge

Some days stale may be crystal clear
And the heart would harbor a million fear

Dear, just like the cows are sometimes farrow
Tomorrow comes with its own sorrows

And joy, though showing forth its negative signs
Cry whenever the sun refuse to shine

But never you loss hope in things you do
The adage, “Light at the end of the tunnel” is true

Darkest hour is always before the dawn
It springs eternal and hits a home run

The suspense it showers deep into life
Doesn’t mean you should forever shut those eyes.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu