The road of life

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The mountain road that is our life has always been a dangerous, winding path. With each day passed we test our skills and tredge onwards. Everytime i slip and stumble you are there to grab my hand and pull me back up. We move onwards, in the cold, violent wind, we move onwards. As we near the summit, we realize that our biggest test is close. You stare into my eyes and the mirror of my soul tells you that I am ready. You move forwards as do I. This time that i slip, I am on my own. I have grown far too much in this quest of ours. I fight and i struggle, refusing to give in, and after a short while, i'm moving again. We reach the summit, and rejoice with our love. Until we look onwards, squinting hard to see, icy winds are blowing and making opening our eyes a chore. The next mountain looms very close near by. We look at eachother again, and head out for our next conquest.

Author's Note

Any comments on how i may improve my now just starting poetry adventure would be greatly appreciated

Reviews

[Bea Wass]

i think it fine but that me i like it real what life look like in a poetry way.