Another Mountain
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At last, at long last,
Another mountain wears my shadow,
Another cliff eroded in my wake,
Another bed of grime branded with my victorious print.
Goodness keep you up there, sun, for I have found you again!
Though I’m sure to keep you this time. Ha ha!
But, what is this?
A new mountain,
Another mountain whose shadow I wear,
whose burden I bear, despite the victory
I’ve left behind me.
Perhaps it continueth forever.
About the Contributor
Lauren Nagy, Editor
Lauren is a senior at Freehold High School, eager to be entering her third year as a writer for The Colonial's literary magazine and her second year as an editor. An avid reader, she is also a multi-instrumentalist and enjoys knitting when she can find the time. Despite her place in the Medical Sciences program, she foresees a career in neither medicine nor science - and would rather study English, creative writing, and music in college. If she wrote a novel that one day became a widely beloved classic, that would be pretty nice too.
