I Lost the Horizon, For Seeking the Sun

With eyes on the prize at the top, I struggled, worked, and would not stop When I arrived, it was so grand, but what was it I had in hand? I lost most of my treasured friends when I worked all of my weekends. My days were spent reaching my goal, not thinking it would take a toll. No time to see the brilliant dawn, or in the meadow see a fawn. Sit with a friend, just for pleasure, have a meal, and talk, a treasure. While high upon the pinnacle my mind revealed a miracle. The journey’s where the joy is found while climbing to the top you’re bound. Don’t say these words when you are done, “I lost the horizon, for seeking he sun”