Right on the hay I did lay Wondering if I may Ever have my bay At the serene tay So that I can fay Truly with my gay And shout out yay On that day While on my way Back to my cay Where my toil did pay In the presence of the ray ©Rachealwyettey This poem talks about that moment in our life when all we do is wait expectantly for the result of our efforts towards the achievement of our particular dream. It portrays our hope for and expectations of the future because of what we planted yesterday. It's about that one thing that makes us work, work and work despite the inconveniences.
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