This mountain path is
The climb is hard and steep!
A thousand times before
I have tread
this way!
But then!
I was younger !
Not hidden by my younger mans clothes
My beard is grey!
I'm breathless as I climb!
My knees creak as I descend
My heart keeps racing without
As I linger on , with sweat in my brow
Still Enjoying
the beauty around me
My aging mind wonders
Will I ever come back here
