A Journey Poem by Heather Burns

Things get fun when the treasures take flight and then there is just us and god

Loaded with laudable lesion for living!

On Earth we hoard many things.... but leaving them all behind, each one will once take his flight! A very thoughtful write!

Beautiful poem Heather with fantastic lines...... Each day packing our suitcase Collecing tresures of this life when we have accomplished each one will take his fight. Very true said, we collect each treasures which we have achieved in life. But taking the last flight we leave everything behind and go. Beautiful presentation. Loved it

At birth we start a journey down this winding road life is not forever just a fleeting abode.......................we are here for a short period.our suitcase will be empty at the time of eternal journey.....great write......

Each day packing our suitcase Collecing tresures of this life when we have accomplished each one will take his fight. Indeed, each and every day, we pack our suitcase for a journey which we have no objection to. the inevitability of death strikes every living soul, whether you believe in its existence or not. One day, when we have finished packing our suitcase, we will surely take our flight, some may leave before others. This is true as we advance towards our graves as every second dies in our lives. Emotional and well written!