Throughout my life there have been hills,
Each one climbed,
Some easily,
Others harder,
Until I came to the one,
The one that could not be climbed.
I looked at it,
I worried,
I decided to dig,
To dig through the hill,
Make a tunnel beneath.
It was hard,
So hard I nearly gave up,
But came that day,
That day when I dug through.
I was so tired
But so relieved.
As I now look back,
Look back at the tunnel,
I am now free,
Free to move on,
To move on with freedom,
Into my new found life.