The valley oh' so deep. Mountains high all around. The eagle soaring overhead,
so free and beautiful. If only I had wings, how easy it would be.
I would fly right up the mountain side free of everything.
The mountain is to hard to climb, I tried so many times.
I tried again today, as tears filled up my eyes. I could feel
the valley pulling me back inside.
I was determined to win, and never give up, though at
times I fell, and failed.
I would pick myself up, brush myself off, and climb the
mountain again, I was going to prevail.
I exercised, ate a neutritional diet, called on friends to
help. Others I know reached the same plateau, shared
how hard it was to bare, then giving incentive how to
overcome how we are caught in a snare.
Then one day to my surprise, it all was put together.
The effort, struggling, failure days were finally over
I climbed that side of the mountain, out of the valley
I am making my way to a healthier me, right where
I needed to be.
by: Paula Strasburg