Journey to the Top

October 11, 2017
By AbbyGH GOLD, Rolla, Missouri
AbbyGH GOLD, Rolla, Missouri
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The stairs spiral
and begin to narrow,
as I climb even higher.
I walk around a corner,
and the walls and floor
start to slant
like a fun house.
I peer out the tiny window
and am shocked
by how high up I am.

My legs burning,
I reach the top
of the three hundred and twenty
step climb
and  gaze around
astounded.
The sun blazes
over the Roman landscape.
I stare out over St. Peter’s Square
and the rest of Rome.
I see people in the shade
trying to escape the heat,
the luscious green grass
in the Pope’s garden,
the cramped streets of Rome,
and mountains in the distant.
I want to stand here
gazing at the beauty
forever.
 


The author's comments:

I went to Vatican City this summer. My poem is about the time I climbed to the top of St. Peter's Basilica. 


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