View From The Summit Poem by Susan Lacovara

A small boy with a view
From the Everest summit
of his father's shoulders
Passed me while peering
Down the double lined road
He a jovial jockey
Whose steps were two small
To keep up with his Daddy's pace
Big small toothed smile on his face
Seated upon his makeshift throne
I thought him no more than two
As this union of two
A child with little worries
A father with shoulders to carry them
Should ever they arise
We dipped a nod as courtesy
To what seemed a perfect match
Senior and junior
Under the bounce of blue sky
Strolling together
By the stride of one
Heading in the direction
Of making memories
They will always know
To be theirs
Come whatever mountains
To climb