Mountain Climbing Poem by Barry Middleton

so near the mountain peak
that I can see the top
I must continue on
I know I cannot stop

yes I am tired and old
it's tempting to turn back
the prize is often found
far off the beaten track

and so I ease my pace
as old men have to do
I want to breathe the air
reserved for just a few

I only pause for night
to rest my weary head
I'll make it to the top
and not give in to dread

as earth and sky are wise
and point the surest way
to lead me to the clouds
forever there to stay