Iconic Incline


Inching up, there I go
Don’t want to stop I’m inclined so
Internal engine includes hope that will
Ignite all the pistons no matter the hill
I am on an incline, climbing it steady
Started off as as a worm, today I am ready
To butterfly to the top the only way I know how
Insisting on completion not someday, but now.

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This is a children’s alphabet poem about hope and persistence following dreams.