Exiting a vehicle of fading black
Looking about
But not looking back
Eagerly setting out
With a pack in back
Only but a few miles to the real start
This day, starting at the very bottom
River of black rock and a strip of yellow paint
Below eager feet
Trekking up, not stopping for the heat
To the left, tall hill of dry brush and crumbling rock
To the right, a great rocky edge
Overlooking a grand sight
Of distant hills and the city
People ahead, talking of the journey
Laughing and prancing about
Soon I'm passing them,
Getting ahead
Eventually stopping to see the view
Only to hear a distant shout;
A name, called in the wind
Time to turn around?
Leave before it has truly begun?
Sad, indeed it is,
For it was with great disappointment
And great sadness
That lay deep in my chest
As we dragged down the hill
Maybe another day to complete the rest
But oh, this day is not that day.
- Jay M
June 28th, 2020
Jun 28, 2020
Jun 28, 2020 at 10:46 PM UTC
Exiting a vehicle of fading black
Looking about
But not looking back
Eagerly setting out
With a pack in back
Only but a few miles to the real start
This day, starting at the very bottom
River of black rock and a strip of yellow paint
Below eager feet
Trekking up, not stopping for the heat
To the left, tall hill of dry brush and crumbling rock
To the right, a great rocky edge
Overlooking a grand sight
Of distant hills and the city
People ahead, talking of the journey
Laughing and prancing about
Soon I'm passing them,
Getting ahead
Eventually stopping to see the view
Only to hear a distant shout;
A name, called in the wind
Time to turn around?
Leave before it has truly begun?
Sad, indeed it is,
For it was with great disappointment
And great sadness
That lay deep in my chest
As we dragged down the hill
Maybe another day to complete the rest
But oh, this day is not that day.
- Jay M
June 28th, 2020
For Father's Day my family went hiking. It was supposed to be a total of 9 miles, but my family got tired once they almost reached the 0.6 marker. I went ahead, happily, but had to turn around and go back down with them. It was sad- I had hoped so much to go on a long hike. Maybe another day.
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