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    charles
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    Climbing my own mountain I have found a ledge

    Care must be taken to stay clear of the edge

     

    As long as I stay on it I know I have relief

    It keeps me clear of danger from those rocks beneath

     

    When I first got on it, it wasn’t very high

    Life was not so good, in doldrums did I lie

     

    I gave my ledge a name, it was Recovery

    It kept me safe and sound, while I stayed gambling free

     

    Now my ledge rose higher, things were not so low

    But I must still be careful, to avoid the rocks below

     

    Now my ledge is wider, life’s a lot more easy

    But if I look down from the edge, I can still get queasy

     

    Because I can still remember, how hard it was to climb

    And when I tell you now, I’m doing it in rhyme

     

    I am quite happy, that I’ll never reach the top

    Being on my ledge, I’ll never have to stop

     

    Staying on recovery, I still really know

    That I must be aware of those rocks below

     

    Higher, wider on it goes; it is really good

    It gives me more than gambling ever really could

     

    We all have a ledge, you can find one too

    Come on up and join me, you’ll really like the view

    #8281
    April
    Participant

    Thanks for sharing! Great poem!

    #8282
    charles
    Moderator

    This came up ina group discussion somehow so here it is bumped up.

    #8283
    Monica1
    Participant

    Great poem. Enjoyed reading it.

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