The Skier
The skier raced
The parent paced
The track was steep
A gold medal he would keep
His time was fast
The moment passed
The snow was white
The path was bright
He took a turn
Victory he yearns
Snow started to fall
He won it all!
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Lynn D. | Year Posted 2022
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