If the mountains weren’t too high,
would I climb for you?
If the valleys weren’t too low,
would I slide for you?
If the rivers weren’t too wide,
would I swim for you?
A wealth of knowledge within your mind,
a wealth of ambition and strength in your soul,
and wealth of beauty in my near vision,
but only a few days to bask in your greatness.
I think as I fly away,
“Will I find someone like you in my nest? And will they find interest in me like I find interest in you?”
Only time will tell and only growth can make it true.