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Half Way Up the Mountain

7 march 2015  1:54 Pm


Half way up the mountain at the age of fourty eight
I struggled so hard to get there and along the way 
I made, many mistakes

The place where I was climbing was loose with shale 
And then came the wind blowing like a gale

I held on tight, I strained with all my might
But the rocks gave way and the wind prevailed
and down the mountain I fell

I had slipped many times but always regained my ground
this time was different there was no hand or foot hold to be found

Down I went sliding and tumbling 
Until I hit bottom and lay there grumbling 

Tired and hurt 
I lay there battered and bruised 
Bleeding in the dirt

I rested awhile to regain my strength 
As I thought of my life at length

I was not dead
but soon would be of dread

I got up and moaned then cursed quit a bit
I looked at the mountain shook my head and then my fist 
Then started back up because I'm not one to quit

You see I remembered all the twists and turns
All the traps and falls that on the first climb I learned

Though it tricked me and threw me and made my head spin
I am now starting over and it will not throw me again

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Jan Allison March 8, 2015 at 8:58 AM I guess from the tone of your poem you have been through a tough patch recently Bobb - hope life improves and you are back on the way up:-) Hugs Jan xx