Friday, August 28, 2009

A Day Without Rain

Time: 11:35pm
Mood: Nostalgic

Today, I climbed my winding, Rapunzel tower.

The stairs are ever-winding,
and I didn't know the terror of such a height
until reaching near the top,
but not quite.

"The tower is swaying," I shrieked to J.C.

I could have made it to the top,
but he was unwilling to continue on,
and I was afraid to go it alone,
though I vow to reach the top before Christmas Break,
if given the chance.

1 comment:

  1. Quiet courtisan, quiet courtisan, let down your care, so that you might climb to look up there! :) makes no sense, but I'm glad u climbed it!


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