Thanks Giving Poems

I have an arrow called WILL more than two birds at a time it kill AND to me returns as per my Will(DESIRE) And so did Alexander know he had come too far alone He asked Bucephalus what to do the horse neighed and turned about homewards he needed No order but flew much faster and ALEXANDER knew he had a friend in who now hope you also knew in Poet Me... thank you Sirg continued I was feeling like a broken glass Once the glass has cracked nothing on Earth nor Heaven no Powers can help patch the broken pieces again So I say to all Amen make amends COMPROMISE AGAIN and again The miracle of life will ascend and broken hearts 'twill mend.. Metaphorical poem.... Come shake hands with POET ME