Prelude, hopefully

I am resisting the urge
To write a few lines
Waiting for the new year mood to be right
To write my wish for the year in sight
But the urge grows strong
Maybe something to do with the air i belong
The sea the view the people and the dew
So i am writing this instead
A prelude maybe to what is to come
Maybe the day tomorrow is filled with a bit of today
Cause nothing can beat what today holds
Just like the promise that tomorrow beholds

December 31, 2016 at 2.16 pm