Monday, November 1, 2010


I look up at the mountain.
I remember well
everything that happened
the day I fell.

I had been walking forever
and climbing even more
since the opportunity came knocking on my door

I was excited
to rise above the others,
prove that I am special
one way or another.

I did my best
I was almost there
after spending days
exposed to the cold air

I reached the mountain top
I was on top of the world
Thought "I am above of the others,
I'm the best girl"

Everything was perfect.
I was ready to plant the flag
then I would leave
and start to brag.

But, out of the blue,
pushed me a scary bird,
I fell off the mountain
without saying a word.

Photo credits go to whoever uploaded it.

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