I wish it was divided into 18 chapters,
With couple of blank separators in between,
to list my learnings,
wash away my thoughts,
Each start would be a fresh one,
A big ‘renewal’.
I begged god, to grant me my wish
He yanks the magnifying glass, laughs, and commands
“You shall be born”
This weeks prompt at the writers island is “Renewal”, and here’s my yet another attempt at 55 charmers.