Today I had a little bit of inspiration and wrote a short poem on my journey with a few friends up a little mountain. Do not trespass the sign did say We cared little so anyway We started on our faithful trek Far below no more than a speck Far above our heads lines did lay Flowing current never at bay We’ve reached the top, the view was clear Cars below we could barely hear
Im not sure what the lines were above your heads.. clouds? I just happen to be a terrible poem analyzer. But i did enjoy it : ). It took me somewhere. That was nice : )
