I look up to the peak so high
a different world up in the sky,
not a place to live; a place to die.
I ask myself why would i go
because its there, because i dare.
We start to trek both Sandy and i
to reach the goal up in the sky,
to place a photo of my love.
We reached the Hilary Step,
we were seen,
then disappeared into many a dream.
I cannot tell, only you can guess,
did we make it to the crest.
No Sandy or photo found,
only my body frozen to the ground.
We alone know the truth, Sandy and me!
George Mallory.
By Jim Noond.