Wednesday, April 14, 2010


Wind in your face
With the downhill speed
Creeping up your feet
Hands holding on
Tightly to the ropes
Nose bright red
Cheeks froze
Fluffy snow
In your face
Turning left
Then slowly right
Oh! What a delight
Til finally
It's the end of the ride
And then you climb up the hill
One more time
To go sledding
For a little while

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