Question

Write a poem on the topic
This fortnight at home

Answer 1

'This fortnight at home'

This fortnight is near.

My heart is a mystery,

Full of sadness yet affection.

The fortnight is still far,

When does our fortnight at home begin?

The day ends so quickly, nights dont.

Belittling how the nights are not the same at home.

Flooded in your thoughts, the laughs that start soon as I see you.

To see you, to feel you.

The days change in a matter of time,

This fortnight at home is still so far.

When can my heart beat it's fullest?

I'm running away with every throb,

Taking you further and further away.

This fortnight at home is near.