When things done, results come.

The night is finally over
The month will soon be October
North east wind makes days cold
Past experience makes us bold

As we further go
We forget things ago
As we look ahead
We are bound to success

Let past experiences be the fuels
Of the machine of the present gradual
Through the success of future into unusual
Where the goals are gained for dual

September 13,2008

poem by James Mond
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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