You of little faith.

Removing the mask of doubt
Anything can be achieved
Knuckle down, smile, not frown
Opportunities such as this don’t appear
Without due reason
There will be glitches along the way
It can’t be pitch perfect every day?
Trust in the structure
Today you are the architect
The strength and support is all around you
It is called alphabet
Today write that poem
Which you never thought would be written.
(c) Chris black. January 2018.