Early in the morning I wake
Put on my shoes, my stuff I take.
Get into my truck, turn over the motor
Head off down the road, to a humble abode.
Hit the trail, before first light
Up, up and away, a noise gave me fright!
Climbing, wandering, exploring
Chugging along, this unknown path
Bending, winding, waining
Through the woods, this trail still goes
Then the end can be seen
An opening through the trees.
Alas the summit is reached
Only with fog but the view is bleached.