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by Lecrissa   Aug 26, 2006


The hill goes up
We fall down
The sky above
Rocks on the ground
Scraped knees
Bruised elbows
Time moves on
Growing older
Hopefully wiser
Trying to do what it takes
Without making to many mistakes

Not finished got kind of stuck, it started out strong but then fadded.
Any help would be welcome..

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  • Okay so you asked for direction... what if you started with the idea that you were an infant and as you grew up you learned from your mistakes and it made you wiser and stronger or something like that? 4/5 at the moment

  • 17 years ago

    by blueknight

    Wow you already made a good start by this one and hope you can finish it soon ...

    Geneross

  • 17 years ago

    by Michael D Nalley

    Wise poem about growing pains