Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2019
the mountains
  would never
move for me

so,

i had to
  climb,

each and
  every one
and then,

exhaustingly...

   scale down
the
    other side.

mountain
   after
mountain... ..

   made a man
out of
  a little boy.

life,
   is not easy
to survive
  for little boys.

little boys:

  might i
suggest,

  climbing a
mountain
     or two.
TheConcretePoet
Written by
TheConcretePoet  Isle of Poet
(Isle of Poet)   
167
   Redroses
Please log in to view and add comments on poems