Snakes and Ladders
With elan springing forth from young age
Enthusiastic to take centre stage
All his wits he was able to gather
And proceed to the foot of the ladder
Effervescent – a smile on his face –
No misgivings, of doubt not a trace
Rung by rung clinging on to elation
Reaching up to a dream destination
Fortune favours the daring, the brave
Saw the trophy on which to engrave
Both his name and a feat well accomplished
Punching air, feeling great and established,
Yet in triumph he made one mistake:
Not perceiving the hiss of a snake.
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© 17th May 2019
Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2019
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