poem

Love is less compared to a heart than a mountain
Where a heart takes two
it soon ends
but a mountain follows in a true path
two do not separate
all stay together

There are flat easy times
and hard ones as you go
theres arguments on which path
and conclusions in the end

There are cold bitter times
the longer you go
but you must keep going
to see whats at the top
to see and believe that this may work

and through all that time it comes to this
you reach it now and see
the land that lay beneath
and then you go
on the hard yet easy fall

Where things become more beautiful
and easy on the way
there are some bitter days
yet liter ones come
but soon you reach the flat valley below
Not to split up
but to keep going on your journey
to find the next