Climbing the Latter
I may be fourteen
But my dreams are coming true
With every new poem
Note: I'm climbing the latter, and when I get to the top I'll be at my dream, a book with my name on the cover,
yet somehow I know that even when I reach the top, I'll find another latter and start climbing once more.
Copyright © Jen H. | Year Posted 2009
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