Traversing
through a steep stark mount,
A
white blanket of snowflakes, too many to count.
Snow
crunching underfoot,
Footprints
our trails, too evident to overlook.
Slippery
slopes, fellows stumbling,
Falling
on their faces, getting up grumbling.
Smiles
and jokes surround new friends,
Laughter
causes their bodies to bend.
Radiant
light shining below,
The
frigid air just won’t let go.
Nearly
to the top, snow knee deep,
Not
too far now, no room for defeat.
At
the summit, the view so astounding,
Thank
you Lord, your glory abounding.
Godfrey
De La Hoz March 26 2016 4:14 P.M.
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