The Mountain Pass
The fierce winds blew the snow across the
road
The posts along the way, her only guide
Her windshield cracked that morning at the
side
Beneath the empty air, the river
flowed
She carefully ascended up the pass
She thought of her two children in the
back
For them she must continue on the track
Her reverie, for certain, didn’t last
The snow and wind blasts whittled on her
nerves
Her life before just seemed to fade away
She pictured her car plunging in the gray
As she prevailed upon the mountain curves
The fierce winds blew the snow across the
road
The hungry mountain pass had been denied
Beneath the empty air, the river
flowed
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