A mountain too high, the path full of rocks,
I climbed, looking towards my goal,
Ironically, when you get to the top at last,
The earth below, is a sight to behold!
But what you achieve, while you make your way up,
Is more than anything you could dream about,
Since the focus is that, we have to get to the end,
The little leaps, we tend to doubt.
While some have good shoes, some walk bare foot,
Some people need to be carried too,
Know that someday you may take each other’s places,
Be kind, that’s something you certainly must do.
Learn to grow, as much as you can,
Its the only thing that will help you stay strong,
Because when you stumble and fall on the rocks,
It will surely show you, what is right from wrong.
When you reach to the top and throw your burdens to the ground,
Don’t think that your job is done,
Reach out to help all those yet in the climb,
Because the race is still not won!