Climb
G-et ready to climb,
I-n spite of the tough trek;
N-ever be afraid of height,
A-im not to be a wreck.
L-et your life climb the summit,
Y-ou want to soar like a bird;
N-o way will you back down, Friday February twenty-third.
B-e brave to go upward,
U-ndaunted by the hard time;
R-ise above the ground,
A-s you start the uphill
C-limb.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2018
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