I stand at the top of the slope looking down
I'm here with my wife on a date outside town
We're bundled from head to the toes in our boots
Surveying the skiers that zoom down the chutes
We're strapped in our bindings and ready to go
To have a great time in the powdery snow
Our boards cut through edges and carve out our groove
My wife is quite good so I feel I must prove
That I can keep up and be cool as she is
To glide like an eagle with grace like a wiz.
But gravity's not much a friend to poor me
I slide round befuddled a lot like a bee
That can't fly so graceful 'cause bees aren't so good
At being like eagles on a thin piece of wood.
So zig zagging down the mountain I slide
Completely without an ounce of cool pride
But never without a smile on my face
'Cause after I fall she's there to embrace
She kisses me soft at the base of the slope
And lifts up my spirits to load me with hope
A true friend to me who fills life with thrills
And takes me advent'ring on snow covered hills
My dad was a great inspiration in my life. After his passing, I was privileged to hold and read through many of his journals. One of the most precious pieces are his collection of personal poems. Poetry has always been an important part of my life. I set the goal to write a poem every week for a year. Here is my blog.
Tuesday, January 30, 2018
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