I
saw a track road
and out of
curiosity
I followed it.
The road
narrowed
and
wound
its way
past green pastures
that
enticed me
to stop. p
The path e h
became more rugged e i
with each step t l
and led to a s l .
My weary steps fought
every inch of sand and gravel
to reach the summit
until my weary legs
cried out for
mercy.
I reached the top
caught my breath
sped down to the bottom
only to find
another.
(c) 2003 Fredrica Faye Brooks All Rights Reserved
