The Hill

Push off!

Here we go
Down from the top
Of the hill to the bottom,
Skirting around
Trees and tall grasses
Sticking up from under the snow,

And nearing the end,
So as to slow down before
We slide into the
Bank of the almost frozen stream,
We punch our feet
Into the ground,
Snow jumping up
Stinging us in our faces.

Rolling off,
Laying back and laughing,
We both find ourselves
Unable to get back up.

I break the silence
What do you want to do now?

You reply reflectively
Let’s just lay here a while longer.

Originally written
15 February 2005

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