A plane ride to a land long missed
From one great country to another
To a land burning in summer day
But freezing in winter night
Ambushed in hugs by people not seen
Gifts traded back and for but
Somehow I get more than I give
My father and I have been here before
Same time of year, same people, same place
But do something different
This one is the best so far for me
Because I was old enough to enjoy and remember what happened
One day, we decide to go to Cape Town
Just my father and me
Letting my grandmother rest for a week
Once we get there
My dad and I continue the tradition of
Climbing Table Mountain
The tall mountain with a flat top
With the clouds looking like the table cloth
Covering a beautiful antique
But the transportation is closed
The gondolas are being worked on once again
But we still want to reach the top
Where the shops filled
Where memories of happiness are waiting
We hire a guide
A very nice woman I am in contact with to this day
And we climb three hours up
We are not the only group
But we are one of few
I am compared to a billy goat
As I jump from step to step
I have to slow down
Overall
It is cloudy and cold due to the height
But I enjoy it as memories come back
Of the very first time I came here
And met the friendly penguins
Who waddled towards me
Llifted their wings in hello
This is just becoming a memory in a memory
But they are the only memories I will have
I can't make any new ones
Not since May 6th, 2017
The ones with family
The ones where I travelled to see them
These will forever be my favourite memories
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Book Of Poems
PoetryStarted writing poems on Tumblr, decided to put them all into a book on here. :) For those that were requested on tumblr and on here, it will say at the top that it was requested. If there is no indication, then I wrote it with a request. :) Some of...
