July 11, 2011

Fall

Halfways up the hill
Still so far left to climb
They say that the grass
Isn't as green on the other side

I find that hard to believe
So I will achieve
My goal to climb
Find what's on the other side

From here I can see
Rays of bright sunshine
Beside this hill
Coming from either side

My freedom, I know
Is right before me aglow
I just have to make it
Out of the cold shadow

When I reach the top
Everything will change
My goal achieved
I will find new range

I will find new hills
Through my mountain of life
And I will move on
With great relief

I'll continue on
Though I am afraid
To slip and fall
Back into the shade

I know you'll be there
To catch when I fall
I think I'll be fine
I'll be fine afterall


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