Climbing the Mountain
Climbing the Mountain
I thought I’d climb the mountain
It wasn’t very high;
I thought for sure I’d climb it;
Someday before I die.
It was ever my ambition;
It was on my Bucket list.
As soon as that was finished
And I had taken care of this.
Then the climb proved too expensive;
I had no money for my pack.
And I feared that once I climbed it;
I could never make it back.
I thought I’d climb the mountain
It was my sole desire;
I thought for sure I’d climb it,
After I retired.
But my body got to fragile,
My eyesight grew to dim.
So to make it up that mountain now;
My chances are to slim.
I thought I’d climb the mountain.
It just makes me want to cry.
Cause I thought for sure I’d climb it.
Someday before I die,
Don't put off until tomorrow
What you can do today.
If you want to climb a mountain.
Do it now without delay.
Copyright © Wanda Daugherty | Year Posted 2019
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