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The clatter of the sled

November 15, 2021
By StarlitWoods BRONZE, Cambridge, Wisconsin
StarlitWoods BRONZE, Cambridge, Wisconsin
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No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through Him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor principalities, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. - Romans 8:37-39

Clatter, Clatter, Clatter

Wood against metal against snow

Clatter, Clatter, Clatter

Down the great hill we go

Take the turn slowly

Hands grip the wood

Gliding down softly

So far all is good

The sound of the pavement scrapeing the sled

The sound of the sliding of snow

The sound of the sled clattering on

The sound of us ready to go

At the top of the mountain

We look down on our fate

Hoping our sled

Will fly true and fly straight

Hands grip the handlebars

Eyes look ahead

Fears are forgotten

We cling fast to our sled

Down we now plummet

Quick through snow

Lean left then lean right

Now faster we go

The sound of the runners scraping the ice

The sound of the wind rushing by

The sound of the sled clattering on

The sound of us yelling till dry

Now we have left the hill

Gliding on faster

Yet we are racing still

On to disaster

Into the woods we fly

Crashing through the snow

Our ride is almost done

And yet still on we go

We ram into the spotless white

Our speed has waved goodbye

We tumble off our trusty steed

And in the snow we lie

The sound of the silence filling the sky

The sound of the now solid floor

The sound of the sled stopped now at last

The sound of us yelling for more

The author's comments:

This poem was written in memory of last years amazing sledding track that me and my brothers made. 

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