How easily each stress
becomes a mountain
pushed every higher
each passing day
can start small
a grain of sand
inevitably growing larger
we make it so
small hill larger hill
small mountain larger mountain
what we allow it to be
make it become
added to every day
few more feet tall
until all we are
is a dot in the shadows
Mountain
27 Dec 2013 Leave a comment
in December 2013, poetry Tags: emotions, life, stress
Deborah Horton Writing 