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The Climb


The Climb is play in the background

My ears are pounding 

I'm holding on to my father's arm

We’re walking down the aisle

My heels are clicking loudly

The floor is hard and cold

Hayden is following closely 

With her father

Johanna is in the back

With her father

Emotions are high

I've cried numerous times

These are happy tears

I've grown as a person

I’ve learned from my german friend

I’ve learned from my best friend

I've learned from this experience

Distinguished Young Woman

The best thing I’ve ever done

My ears are pounding

The Climb is playing in the background

 

Now read from the bottom to the top. 

 
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