By Anna09 on 25th Sep 2020

Horizons: home for talented migrant workers in Hong Kong

Clouds in that clear blue sky,

How I wish I could fly,

To soar high.

To reach my dream, I need to try.


When i look up,

I wonder and clap.

How wonderful is His creation.

Wakes up my imagination.


Through writing I can move the mountains,

I can reach that clouds,

I can fly like an eagle,

I am free like the wind.

And can reach all my dreams.


That beauty of nature,

How I love to explore.

To write about their galore.

And discover our Creator.

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