Poetry again

Another great session - thanks Norman.

THE HORIZONS OF MY HEART
The horizon to me, no end you can see,
Like life and a heartbeat, like you and like me,
A glance you may get or a peek up above,
But there’s always a end so why do we love,

Where do we come from and where do we go,
Like the horizon, you’ll never know,
So why is it there and what does it do,
I have no idea, do you ?

I see it every day and it never goes away.
Do words does it speak but there’s things it needs to say,
Before we were here it laid in the sky.
And this is where it will remain even when we die.



Amanda Logan
Today’s poetry class