I look out and see the possibilities of my life. A vast terrain that I’ve yet to explore. It is growing and beautiful, ripe to be tilled. There overhead flies an eagle showing me the heights that I can reach. I hear the song. I…
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
I look out and see the possibilities of my life. A vast terrain that I’ve yet to explore. It is growing and beautiful, ripe to be tilled. There overhead flies an eagle showing me the heights that I can reach. I hear the song. I…