The countryside looked like a Christmas postcard,
Spruces were covered with snowflakes .
Looked like God's painting,
There were tracks in the snow where friends had walked.
Skiers ascended the mountain and skied down swiftly,
Skateboarders came and went,
You admired their ability to caress the slopes,
What a complex sport this is.
Cross country skiers left their prints in the snow,
They wore...
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