“Chin up, charge the mountain”
It’s like I’ve been climbing this mountain
And I fell, and I’m not as far anymore
Now,
Laying on a ledge
I look around
The drops of dew on the trees sparkle
And the sun peaks around a cloud…
I can get up on my own
I just need some help,
A refill on water
Maybe an extra rope
Or another pair of boots
Because I’m not going back down
The peak goes farther than cloud 9
And I will get there
I have it in me
I am strong enough
No matter how long it takes
I just need to find my map,
Make a plan,
Tie my shoes,
And start going again.
Climbing my mountain,
Chasing my dreams,
Pushing past the limits,
Staying true to myself,
Striving for who I want to be,
And climbing while I still can.
“Chin up, charge the mountain”
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I admire the hopeful conviction in this poem!
Once you conquer that contradiction mid way, you may plant your flag on the peak…