Pre-memoir

What wondrous journey, just step after step. Can feel the yearning for unknown times yet. Some years to look past on the years I’ve then lived. Jump from stone to boulder to mountains atop To gaze into the beyond and watch life on earth drift. I’ve started the climb, I can pause, but I won’t stop. Look at all the biographies stacked in bookstores’ shelves. Might sound rebellious, but I’ll just write one myself.