The View From Up There

Fred was always stuck on the ground
And what he searched for couldn’t be found.
So he began to climb, not knowing where he’d go
And before long, he had a grand view of below.
The houses looked tiny! His problems felt small,
When faced with the potential of a life-ending fall.
A change in perspective was what he desperately needed,
“But things aren’t much better up here,” he conceded.
When the clouds began to gather and a storm
On the horizon threatened to form,
Fred decided he better climb down fast
As the first raindrops began to race past.
So down Fred went, quick as he dared,
And for anyone who wishes to know how he fared,
He made it back home as the skies really let go,
And would return to the climb when he felt too low.

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