6 december 2011
My Crystal Moment
Green, red, orange, and white
Nothing was ever clear in my sight.
Silhouetts of trees and rocks;
A howl sends chills to my socks.
The forest was never quiet,
Raindrops fell in a set.
Damp and depressed
But I was obsessed.
Tiredness had overwhelmed my soul,
If I fell I would pay the toll.
Climbing and climbing with nothing to gain,
My soul will not rest till I am home again.
Lights as bright as the sun
Shone ahead, but I weighted a ton.
I tried and tried,
When I ws there my father sighed.
For I had been gone long,
Still our laughter echoed in song.
Through the night of horror,
Forever we will always soar.
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