A Sonnet Titled "Don't Look Down"

Take to your heart thy father's sound advice,

So thy names be written, up the sky.

Give not to old success' room to entice,

If the whole heavens, is thy plan to buy.

Run out swift and quickly from comfort soft;

The beckons to slumber; to butter and ease.

Brace thy heels further, no matter the cost

The broken hedges, the borrowed fees!

If so told, that you fell off this sayings,

Not so! that thou looked to past wins.

For her kiss pushes great men to

Singing,

Whilst the harvest dance is yet to begin!

Still set thy goals, towards the yellow sun,

Though in climbing, thou might miss the sole fun.