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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I’m there again, facing the steep hill in front of me Your grass is so green, with only a few footprints from where I have trodden before. But their route is unclear, each time a new path needs to be sought I’m looking for a way up, to balance my thoughts. Each time you seem steeper, or is it just that I am weary A way to find happiness is so tinged with doubt Walk around the hill would be easiest way to go, Ignore the challenge and just follow the flow. However I have found myself back at the junction Between where I can rest or try something new The hill lies before me, a relentless ascent Not knowing whether once at the top it will have been time well spent. The hill may start off grassy but soon the steeper rock face will appear I’m not daunted by the challenge though, the journey’s not fear I’ll talk to the hill, perhaps it will show me the way Listening, nurturing, respecting each step I take. I should share this journey with those whom I care Their own journeys may end with the choices, as with each path that’s on here At the top perhaps there is waiting a pot of gold A treasure of fulfilment, or more tears, sorrow and doubt. Oh my sweet soul why have you led me back here, This damn hill has returned as that challenge that never really goes away, Perhaps it is my life to face and accept this from above The choice on the hill is how to face love.
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