O’s – The Poem

Everyday I start my life with a blow
picking everything with the flow
reasoning on how to make a dough
out of all the implausible ohs
without assessing I have to grow
for me and all those people who I owe
because Life is full of lows
sometimes we bow
sometimes we let go

after all, we are just amigos

It all eases up if one has a beau
as it gives another reason to glow
and grants strength like a pro
to become a hero
from a big zero

Everyone’s waiting for a solo show
and hear someone say Woah
and appreciate everything they do
as It’s the best compliment to
give someone who loves what she chose. 

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