Edna Mae Donaldson
My Goal - Poem by Edna Mae Donaldson
If I succeed and pass the heights,
I've set myself within my sights.
I'll know for sure I have achieved,
The very heights I did perceive.
I cannot stem desire,
That burns within my soul,
Consuming me with fire,
So I may reach my goal.
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