Where I Used To Go Poem by Paul Reed

On a distant mountain top
In the frozen snow
Stands an image of me
Watching winds blow;

Yes, that life was mine
On some sunny, far-off day
Now I am totally different
That 'me' has gone away;

Yes, that was once me up there
Climbing up life's slope
Now I am stood at the bottom
But still looking up in hope;

For alongside me at the foot
Are some fresh and younger souls
Still to climb the hills
Still to reach their goals;

And they are what keeps me going
As I stand here down below
Watching them start to climb up
Where I used to go