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One African Night Part II
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One African Night Part II |
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Zall Member
since 2002-08-25
Posts 214London, England |
Gritting my teeth I dug my boots into the shingle slope I could longer see the target The next step my only concern Lacking the strength to manifest it physically My mind howled with rage Furious anger At my immanent failure Glancing at my father Fierce pride and strength For the first time Humble in his eyes My heart shattered at the sight Overwhelmed by mental anguish I uttered ‘He was always so strong’ And slumped to the floor in tears I rose almost instantly in fear of the cold Still crying I walked on I Appealed to God Through my frozen balaclava I drove on enfused with new energy Heart pounding in my skull Mind and body Screaming in protest The summit in view Was I going to make it? I stopped and turned back Stumbling down the slope Putting his arm around my shoulder Walking slowly on together We wept with joy Reaching the summit as one |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big hugggssssss) Oh Aaron, I cried all throughout this poem because I know these trials ever so much and now am so happy He has shown me the way! (sigh) This is touching, sweet friend, God Bless You, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Aaron, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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