Hello 22, goodbye 21.
22 looks hopeful like a quick appearance of baby blue clouds on a rainy day.
It is of dreams coming true, of my life coming together the way I want it to be.
Of sailing in the wind and the wind at my back.
It is of divine blessings, of unwavering happiness and God’s kind face looking upon me.
22 will be a love story.
A love story with God, family, friends and even absolute strangers.
A love story with myself cos I’m the fucking love of my life.
22 is everything beautiful, glorious and graceful.
It is the bright yellow of tulip, daffodil and sunflower all together.
It is evolving and rebirth like the Phoenix bird.
22 is so resplendent that it’s blinding.
Count your blessings name them one by one, the hymn sang.
I will be counting my blessings everyday and naming them one by one.
Let’s go on this ride together.
Here’s to 22🥂