At the Top

I often think as the crest of the hill appears That I am at the top The top of this game It is my dream it seems To go out on top To be the best me when I flee To the other side With a great measure of pride Knowing I have tried and tried So what does the top look like for me Holding hands with my honey Knowing she will have enough money That I have lived a full life Even if that includes all that strife After all nothing is perfect Even for those of us who like to direct The path we have chosen For the long journey to get to the other side Will have traveled far and wide And won’t have anything to hide I will have kissed and hugged a lot Even enjoyed all those things we bought With many friends and family too My hope is to be the glue That you see me too At the top The top of my game Andreas Simic©