I walked atop a hill today
But found tall buildings in my way
I stretched way up on my tippy toes
And still a cluttered skyline arose
I saw a higher place ahead
I thought I'd give that one a tread
I made it to the top to find
No emerald mountains,
no peace of mind
I slumped onto a nearby rock
And tried to cure my writer's block
I pondered and mused about what to write
But found no clarity with steel in sight
It wasn't fair to have come all this way
To a sightless sky
on a smog drenched day
A Robin flew past
in a hurried flutter
I'd swear I heard him softly mutter
'No matter how high you climb my dear
You'll always be faced with cluttered frontier
what you learn on the journey
means the most in the end,
And the hills in life you must transcend"
I thought this bird was awfully nice,
To take time to give a stranger advice
As I waved goodbye, I blinked twice to see,
A tiny nest cradled in a nearby tree
Two monstrous skyscrapers stood at its' sides
And yet this tree grew grandly with beauteous pride
I knew then what she meant as I began to write
Of a girl whose world seemed suddenly bright
- Ashley Ratcliffe -
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