For Betsy Baer
by Alannah Joy Michaud
When I stand on this mountain top,
And glance at what's below;
I recall what it took to climb,
And what I've come to know.
I slowly drift into the past,
And see how far I've come;
I see myself as luckier,
Much luckier than some.
How much easier to just give up,
To not take on the fight;
If I were not to face the dark,
I'd never see the light.
I'd never feel such happiness,
In spite of such despair;
My heart could never freely love,
Or open up to care.
So climb against the odds of life,
Your faith will break your fall;
Climb against the wind and rain,
You're not alone at all.
Determination is the key,
Well, that's what I believe;
There is no limitation,
As to what one can achieve.
(c) 1998, 2002, 2016 by Alannah Joy Michaud