Mountain Climbers

MOUNTAIN CLIMBERS

Like a blanket we tried to cover,

But at times we still hover.

You chose sometimes to stick your toes out

And bask in the cold of the night and shout.

The minds of us an endless sea

All stuck throughout the guidance of thee.

Sailed the lands we did, fun we had,

But there are times for bed.

The night is coming, we see it long.

Yet I assure you, we belong.

So hold it there, hold it still

And do not quake while climbing that hill.

We shall meet you at the other side

After we, like you, turned the tides.

And after we flock our eyes will open.

The Everest of life we see no more

But a familiar hill we knew and adored.

Till the ends of the earth we shall scale,

Covered by our friendship's tale.

by The Feather Pencil Chronicles