Snow Missile

That glimmering white in every direction Combine with this hill its pure perfection Cool and crisp is this pure virgin snow Let’s get the sledge and see how fast we go At the top of the hill I climb aboard With back straight looking like a lord My heart beating at the sight of the drop But with adrenaline flowing I won’t stop With a shove from behind my long flight Down this white hill and out of sight With the wind in my hair I feel so free Giggling hard like a demented banshee Blood is pumping and my face is red flushed The speed is exhilarating and fear is crushed Like a tiny missile with the speed of a god I find it all so natural and feel not odd The wind is stinging my eyes to tears But I can still hear the watchers cheers My vision is blurred but the way is clear I’m a human missile with nothing to fear I open my eyes to find myself on a bed God knows where with a bandaged head My head is hurting and gave me a scare But I’m to blame for being in the nurse care