Poetry

Long Hike Up A Mountain

Posted by shllyn on

Waking up feels like the start

Of a long hike up a mountain

On days I am able to make it to the top

I search for hope to fill my wagon

Though I always come back empty

No matter how much I have gathered

To stock up for days I can’t climb

None of the hope seems to make it back home

And I can never recall where I lost the haul

SWD 04/2018

Updated 07/2018

3 Comments Add yours

  1. FeelPurple says:
    08.04.2018 at 22:22

    Hi, I have nominated you for Blogging Chums Award, I hope you are fine with the award nominations! Here is the link to it. https://hpkahin.wordpress.com/2018/04/02/bloggingchumsaward/

    Liked by 1 person

  2. shllyn says:
    08.04.2018 at 22:26

    Aw that is very sweet of you! Thank you so much!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. righteousbruin9 says:
    17.04.2019 at 15:15

    Perhaps the bounty chooses to stay on the peak, so that you will return, again and again.

    Liked by 1 person

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