So on this climb
I retook,
What was mine.
Mountains are home,
Always were.
Just choose a spot say:
"Lets go there!"
I've missed this life of
Wet boots and grunts,
Of danger leaps and soggy feet.
But always looking
For what's in front.
This mountain is mine
And yours too.
They last forever,
Like friendships do!
Ewan AD Roy
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Author:
Ewan AD Roy (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: On a hike I realise what's important to me.
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