Each day I climb new mountains <br />in the struggle for life. <br />Sometimes my limbs get weary <br />and I want to give, but I have to go on. <br />Giving up would mean losing <br />everything my life was meant for. <br />Therefore, I must struggle <br />never giving my body a rest. <br />I must climb these new mountains <br />or I am doomed forever more. <br />There is no turning back once started, <br />as it doesn’t work that way. <br />Each day there is a new mountains <br />that gets bigger with each day <br />and we must reach the summit by nightfall <br />or get stuck on the mountain going nowhere. <br />The harder we climb, <br />the higher we get <br />until we reach <br />the pinnacle of our dreams. <br /> <br /> <br />8 November 2009<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/new-mountains/
