Always wondering what lies over
The horizon
Around the corner
On the other side
Always climbing
Peeking
On scuffed up
Knees
And dirty hands
Always getting lost
Looking
Finding
I am right where
I am meant to be
Always wondering what lies over
The horizon
Around the corner
On the other side
Always climbing
Peeking
On scuffed up
Knees
And dirty hands
Always getting lost
Looking
Finding
I am right where
I am meant to be
Why do you feel so small,
So invisible
My
Love
When the sun and the moon
Await their turn to see you smile?
Each
Often prolonging the inevitable
Journey back
To the edge of the horizon
For fear of losing sight
Of
You.