At the edge of the furthest mountain,
⛰️🏔️
The prize of grit, I ought to obtain;
🧗🔖


Between the valley and the lazy river,
🗻🛶
My determination will never falter;
😗😬


Beyond the edge of the scented meadow, 🌱🌳🌷
Is the smell of victory against the billow; 🌀


I can see the hues painted by the setting sun...🌅🌈
An ephemeral wonder! cause my eyes into a stun.🤩😍


Such a daunting act of Perseverance,
👣
To yield a moment of exuberance.
✨🌟⭐


#WritcoPoemPrompt34