Up-Hill

 The road seems longest

At the steepest.

But longer still

If we are climbing

And not descending.

Reaching the top,

We have to keep on climbing

Lest we end up 

being at our lowest

When at the highest.

She climbed.

The top she reached.

Looking back

She realized all the joy was gone.

All of it had been used 

In the climbing.

Remembering the journey,

She smiled.

She was happy again.

For the rest of her life,

She was happy.

For she climbed the mountain daily.

But used effort only once.

Build memories

Worth smiling at for life.