A memory,
climbing in cable cars.
Layers of mountains,
rising to the sky.
At the top, we arrived,
standing on the snow.
You felt sick too soon,
I wanted to stay awhile.
Goodbye to sky and snow,
descending to down below.
Longing to go back,
stay a while at the top;
Sit with you and watch the snow
falling on the Klein Matterhorn.
