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The Tallest Tree


I may have to climb the tallest tree

to see what's right infront of me

what should i expect to see?

I anticipate a good show

so with my arms and hands that had never let me down

I lift myself off the cold ground

that is  where I started long ago

I clmbed through rain, storms, and snow

 

I may have to climb the tallest tree

to see what's right infront of me

I'm half way up and haven't fallen yet

I'm worried but I will not fret

I scraped my knees and hurt my arm

like most I have my scars

I look around to see the view

the sky is the darkest blue

like the sun, the moon has charm

I see the stars, they seem so far

through the branches i have yet to climb

I cannot rest, I can't waste time

 

I may have to climb the tallest tree

to see what's right infront of me

one day I will reach the top

remember almost every stop

the branches that broke and made me stumble

the angry thoughts that made me mumble

I do not know what I will see

looking from atop this tree

but I know i will succeed

becouse my life is a battle

and I will not accept defeat

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