Simply Having A Wonderful Christmastime

Posted: December 23, 2012 in Holidays, humor, Life, Photography, Poetry, storytelling, Writing
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At the crest of the sledding hill...

 

 

 

 

The sledding hill glowed in the waning moonlight

awaiting the day’s complement

of sled runners and Spongebob moon boots.

An older man came walking through the pines

carrying a saucer in his leather-gloved hands.

He stopped ahead of my inquiring dogs.

“Thought it was a perfect time to try that hill,” he said.

“How was it?” I asked.

He grinned.

“Great. Fast.”

Then he marched down the Gulch trail, whistling in the darkness.

I watched him go,

wishing I’d thought to ask for a turn.

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