Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Etheree Poetry

view
of the mountains;
Green grass and brown rocks
the height of the mountain of hope
climb and you might fall down
might hurt to get back up but
your making process and its
making you stronger the longer
you take the shorter the break
time has passed and you made it
to the top now look up into the sky
an cry with tears of joy

No comments:

Post a Comment