My step-father was a man of few words and few deeds but when he spoke or acted it was a profound moment.
Where he would lie thinking of the bigger picture,
And when he had reached a pinnacle of thought
He would say 'Goodnight', climb slowly up the stairs,
Until he reached 'Everest'.
Chris Fernie, 2009
Poetry by Chris Fernie
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Written on 2009-07-08 at 23:43
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The ascent of man
Hughie's base camp was the lounge sofa,Where he would lie thinking of the bigger picture,
And when he had reached a pinnacle of thought
He would say 'Goodnight', climb slowly up the stairs,
Until he reached 'Everest'.
Chris Fernie, 2009
Poetry by Chris Fernie
Read 781 times
Written on 2009-07-08 at 23:43
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