Hiking

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.

Pete WilletteComment