Determined Poem by Bryan Taplits

Determined

A little bit is all one can grip
As one climbs that rising slope,
Revealing all of your character-
And all of your future hopes.
The rest stops along the way
Where one must catch his breath,
May feel like retreating-as you feel your heart beating-
But that rest is essential for the climb that you have left.
Success at last is attained,
you swell and crow on all your gallant past deeds,
But here you can't help but notice
The new aspects of your rotation-in your momentary elation-
And all those higher peaks-which you had never achieved.

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