Road Trip
...Just because the road got a little bumpy,
That didn't mean I was going to pull over,
get out,
and sit on the side of the road and give up.
I kept going.
And at the end of the road, there was a dead end sign...
but did that stop me?
No.
I parked the car,
got out,
and continued on foot.
Eventually I came to the brink of a huge mountain
and looked up
and thought it was impossible to climb.
But did that stop me?
No.
I tried anyway and started climbing.
Once I got to the top,
I turned around and looked over the mountain
and I could see the smooth road
that turned into bumpy gravel
that came to a dead end
that came to the bottom of this mountain...
everything that has tried to stop me.
And suddenly, I realized
that I now stood higher...
above it all...
and now look how little it looks...
Copyright © Crystal Tichenor | Year Posted 2013
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