There’s nothing like taking in the sunrise from a top a mountain, or so I hope.
Upon the crag, where hand was placed
My feet had followed, strong and true
Keep climbing up, to reach the summit
So as to stand atop, take in the view.
To be there before the sun approaches
The darkness, now, slowly subsides
I must move on to reach the apex
To watch the sun then slowly rise
As it greets the morning with a smile
Warming the landscape, lighting the view
Breathless, now, I trudge ever forward
To stand on the top, to watch this with you
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