Poetry

No Mountain

by Rachel, Age 13 , Grade 7, Easton Middle School, Easton, MD USA
Teacher: Stinson

 

                                                             No Mountain

The raindrops touch your face, gentle, and easy.
The rocks tumble down, quiet yet sudden.

You climb up the mountain,

Obstacles left behind,

The only thing left is within your mind.

 

You get to the top,

Sturdy and tall.

You look around,

And fear to fall.

You think to yourself,

This mountain is too tall.

 

The rain is still sprinkling,

Steady and long.

You look around,

The sun behind clouds.

This mountain is too tall.

 

Just then you let go,

Hope in your eyes.

You fly, you fly.
Souring through the sky.

                                                                            
The fear is gone,

The raindrops less heavy,

The sun peeks out,

As if to applause.
You land in the inviting summer waters,

Relieved and inspired.
No mountain is too tall.

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