Journey on December

Staring down the mountain,
that took so many days to climb.
Remembering all the enjoyments
and forgetting the scars in time.

Days had passed by quickly,
maybe months I don't know.
Losing track of nightfalls,
and daylight went so slow.

Dangers were terrible,
the excitement was grand.
Following your dreams,
laying in the palm of your hand.

Now standing at the top,
looking down and remember.
The journey you took,
in the nights of December.