You can see the horizon ahead
But what is over the other side instead?
The things that seem so clear to you now
May not be the closer the horizon is, in your know how
Can you ride off into the sunset like the heroes of old
Or has the sun set and now there is darkness and cold
Who would have known when you were young and knew nothing
The afternoon sun would wane so fast in its warmth with foreboding.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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