she's at the top of the hill

one

foot before the other,

up

up i go,

the grass is green,

the sky

blue,

i see you waiting with

your outstretched

hand,

your hair in the wind,

your eyes

brown.

you whisper to me,

saying further

a little bit more, come

on,

you can make,

i'm waiting with open

arms for

you, come up, come on,

come up,

let's move on.