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by Norman
Rated: E · Poetry · Entertainment · #2193339
One more quick run down the slope
The snow lay dense upon the ground
The air was cold and wet
With flurries swirling all around
We’d have more inches yet

I pulled my collar closer still
And tried to warm my face
I trudged up higher on the hill
But couldn’t keep the pace

We had been sledding all day long
I was so tired and beat
I knew that something else was wrong
I couldn’t feel my feet

But snow like this was such a hope
We had to make it last
One more quick run down the slope
And then we’d head home fast

Sliding, gliding down the hill
Slicing like a knife
Yelling out to break the still
Better hang on for dear life

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