Sledding
Walking through the snow
Puffs of white flying
With every step taken.
Dog comes running
Bounding with endless energy
Over the top of the snow banks.
Finally reaching the hill
Where you make a path
For sledding.
Running to get a good start,
Flying down the hill,
And hitting a snowbank.
The sled is far away
As you’ve flopped off while it kept going
And snow sends shivers down your neck.

