My Winter

When I was a boy I took my sled named the Straight Arrow and I’d walk a short way to reach the trails and steep hills I then tamed with runner streaks that showed a youth at play. Then walking home, with blade’s tip I’d cut deep concentric circles made in ice on street all free of traffic giving signs to keep of geometric figures looking neat. A snow fort used sled’s side as great defense and gave protection fine against attack that came from foes but quickly we’d dispense swift retribution driving same aback. Boys take their winter games in spite of cold.. With coats and mittens we are very bold.