It’s not that big
of a deal, of a mountain,
of a challenge,
for most people,
or even for me.
Now.
It wasn’t that
long ago, not far away
enough, to forget
when mountains grew
like weeds before me.
Then.
Keep those old shoes.
Walk a few miles in them, and
remember ant hills,
and mountains, and
give thanks every
Now and Then.
~ smj
Samantha Mariah Jane 