Sparkling Snow
Excitedly snapping boots into skis,
Thinking it’s nice, this cold winter breeze
That rustles the trees
And makes words freeze
Just when they are spoken.
Movement starts out shaky
The precipitation flaky
Swirling skiing trails look snaky
And soon legs will be achy,
But winter has awoken.
Soon, rushing down hills,
Disturbed snow spills,
Falling in frills,
And then it stills,
Forgetting quiescence was broken.
A crash breaks the calm
Sudden like a bomb
Looking down, blood soaks palm
It hurts! -- where’s mom?
But the pain is merely a token
For a love of winter, unbroken.
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