The hill... |
The tiny girl stood looking up the hill that barred her way
From joining her two brothers as they played atop that day,
That hill was huge in her young eyes, and much too big to
climb,
But if she didn’t join them, well, to her t’would be a
crime!
So she began: foot followed foot. She slowly progress made,
And finally, she reached the top—her conquered land surveyed,
She reveled in the goal she’d seized with bravery and hustle,
And realized, in climbing there, she’d also gained some
muscle!
That little girl is older now, but still the lesson lingers,
As ‘life’ has given obstacles (and just a few big zingers!),
And all those hills she’s had to climb, well, they were not
a waste,
She’s gained ‘life’s muscles’ conquering the obstacles she
faced!
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How very true! That sprint was preparation for life's marathon.
ReplyDeleteLoved this so much. We all have our hills to climb and you climbed yours (and I'm sure many others).
ReplyDeleteA true moral to this story!
ReplyDeleteWhat a great lesson to learn young!
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