Best Toboggans Poems

She dresses the land down
in a virginal bridal gown 
a masterfully cut and sewn chenille 
shines brightly with a fine crystal appeal

Her assistants work quite diligently
to add special touches and then flee
they decorated the mountain peaks 
using all their white glitter techniques 

beat beat beat beat

pause 

one small step to the...

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I watch feather light snowflakes float down to the ground
they land so delicately; they hardly make any sound
by evening a blanket of wintry white is all around
The weather forecast confirms that winter is finally here

I see children having fun, I hear them whoop and cheer;
they...

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They said we’d have snow and, by God, they were right
I’m told that it came down just after midnight
But systems in place and procedures pre-planned 
Meant our society could make a stand

They’ve closed all the schools and they’ve cancelled the trains
They’ve banned all the buses...

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We had missed five days in
The last two weeks
Due to the ice and snow.
Roads and streets had been impassable—
Freezing rain, blowing snow and black ice.
We started the day late at 10 am.
I greeted them at the doors—
Worried about attendance.
But, ninety-five percent made it. 
Fantastic!
They were...

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The icy snow sparkles in the midday sun
as we glide down on cardboard toboggans.
Scarves wrapped thrice around our necks,
overcoats buttoned to the top.
We feel no pain as we tumble off,
just laugh, and run for another go.
In the distance other children are skiing,
planks tied to their...

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Winter!  What beauty and pureness unfold
Snow so white, falling like the rain in spring
While some embrace this, others say it’s cold
But this is the season to have a great fling
Dancing and eating, come friends, lets sing

Everywhere the sound of snow bells ringing
Children peeping out...

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Our winter weather is highly unpredictable
Jack frost often paints frosty ferns on our windows, but we seldom get any snow 
Occasionally we get a flurry but it rarely stays on the ground 
However, I vividly recall the winter of 2013
It was the first time I...

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Winter fresh, crisp and clean,
God's dessert for mankind,
Delicious experentially,
The mountains you ski,
Toboggans and sleds,
A swift passage to tomorrow,
The snowman and snow forts,
A favorite passtime,
The days of maple syrup and pancakes,
The pioneers making us welcome,
With their traditional old-fashioned ways,
The blessings of our God.

Author: Gwen von Erlach...

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Time recorded my memories of youth
when winter felt magical and much more.
I was oblivious to the cold truth;
and with snow skis strapped to my feet, I'd soar.

Come Christmas, I'd write Santa a letter
while my mom hung a wreath on our front door.
And homemade snow cones...

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Childhood Friends

      When I was about nine or ten
      I had a friend called John back then.

      And in the winter deep  with snow
     ...

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There’s a blizzard outside
Wanna’ go for a ride?
With toboggans and sleighs
And drifts that amaze

So we bundle up tight
And head out with delight
The winds are so brisk
We evaluate the risk

After our ride
We head back inside
The hot chocolate’s now hot
We sip down a lot

There’s a blizzard outside
The...

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Once upon a time of grand pleasure
There was a child with thoughts of pure fun
Days danced from one to another
How wonderful it felt to be young

To capture secret snow forts
on toboggans of imagination
To cross vast fishing streams
in the canoes of creation
To race through open fields
at...

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Winter rhapsody, the snowflakes  ascending slowly,.
Reaching the rooftops and houses.

Winter rhapsody, pedestrians in their winter clothes,
Warm  caps  snowsuits ,coats and boots,

Winter rhapsody, a horse drawn sleigh riding through the pioneer village,
You could hear the jingle bells.

Winter rhapsody the athletically dressed skiers zooming...

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There are many days until winter,
Snow falls gently on the houses and trees.

The houses look like they are made of gingerbread,
The snow sweeps across the rooftops.

Branches of the spruces and pines touched with fresh snow, 
Snowflakes exquiste to view.

Walking becomes a careful excercise,
The snow covered...

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I saw a boy walking, alone, towards the school
I heard laughter from the other side of the street
I saw smiles across the street

I remember a colourful photography
Pastel colours like an old painting
Four gravel roads meeting
Divided by the golden ratio
Smoke from the pipe of a yellow,...

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