I Face a Mountain Tall, Cold, Distant, Enormous I'm Frozen in Space The Day has Now Dawned I Take a Light Step Forward Climbing is the Goal My Fear Must be Faced The Need Grows by Leaping Bounds I Take a Leap of Faith The Mountain is Grief, Heartache: Encompassing, Deep Loss: Heavy to a Soul Today Take a Step Or With Greater Strength Take Two Tomorrow Take Three One Step Then One Day Followed by One Week Then Month A Process so Slow Progress Will be Made With Heart, Determination Acceptance is Key When Weeks Turn to Years Loss Turns to Sweet Memories The Mountain Now Climbed
Twas the Night Before Christmas And All Through DA Not a Creature Was Stirring Silence Kept on at Bay. The Artists Were Snug Under Colorful Duvets Dreams of Ink, Pencils and Painting, ALL Art did so Weigh. A Noise on the Roof Ricocheted Through the Room Making Such a Clatter My Heart did go Boom. I Raced to the Window And What did I see? But a Jolly Old Artist Hanging on a Big Tree. I Flew the Window Open And Shouted, Hey You! Where did You Come From Out of the Blue? He Struggled to get Loose And Fell to the Ground. Dusted Himself Off But did not Make a Sound. I Saw Him Pick up A Big Bag of Stuff It Slung to His Back And His Breath Made a Puff. Hunched Over he Walked To the Porch With Great Care, And Laid the Bag Down Then Plopped on a Chair. I Ran Down the Stairs And Out the Back Door, I Asked What he Had Set Down on to the Floor. He Looked Up at Me A Smile Twitching His Lips And Explained He'd Brought Much to Use With Eclipse. There Were Pencils, and Pens, And Glitter