Aspirations
By Kyle Oakeson
My sights are focused so high
that most mortals will never walk
on where my arrow flies;
and I to achieve my mark
have a hawk’s eye to see the spot,
and how to angle my shot
so the point I pick I will hit,
and the pathway I choose to attempt
the arrow will follow and land in just right.
In my head it has merit
my heart well agrees
that the plan if I bear it
will lead me with ease
to the site that I seek
at the top of the peak
where mortals made glorious
gather together to take on pure happiness
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