Twenty-twenty is my year of plenty.
My successes will amount to many.
I shall count blessings--name them one by one.
They will make me rich and add sorrow--none.
My vision shall achieve clarity
As I abound with God's prosperity.
I will experience an overflow.
Needing more room as wealthier, I grow.
© 2019 Sylvia Green Chatman
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