The summit is steep
But it's well worth the climb
Though the peak is temporarily mine
It's ok, I've got time
While forging the path
I catch a stone lip
Over all the grade
Down I will slip
It's ok
We love the fall
The U.V. emanates and bend by the dew
Sun drops glisten and tickle the trail
It's getting late
Short on time
Black bear scampers o'er the access road
Following winds of old town rhymes
He's naive, but she shines
A bird with her beak
Catches a rhyme
Flutters beneath the conifer line
She's ok, she still flies
Till she severs her wing
Upon her descent
Lands near four sturdy paws
Under scarlet sunset
It's past eight
And part time