January 2021 Poem: 2 One Octave Ottava Rima for New Years

When a new year begins
Your inner angel flies  
The heart pins
A new goal lies 
Underneath the skins
As one can see, through the eyes
It is never too late
Just don’t wait
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Waiting for it 
Reaching out
Must not quit
Cannot pout
Have some whit
I will sprout 
Until my dream starts shining
There won’t be any undermining

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