Mini Toboggan

Our old house - Jefferson - when the old church rings - 3: 30
Jen & I went out right after school
In the snow - bundled warmly
Out to our hill to build the jump
With bales of hay & icy water
Todder's ready, with mini toboggan
A fearless little man, with mini toboggan
He plops to his belly - in the snow - & he goes

Evil Knievel had nothing on him
20 or more times into the cold blue sky, he goes
Do it again! Do it again! Todder gathers scattered limbs
& scoots to the top of the hill again
To challenge all our icy dreams

Home in a crystal winter kingdom
Home in the country's finest farmland
Two brothers & a sister we could fly

Sunset orange through skeleton trees
Brittle fingers & breath that steams
A silent winter sky - that slowly dies
& three stumble home - tired & cold
Ice upon ice
Skeletrees
Rosey cheeks
& dreams
When the school bus finally brings us home
Bundled warmly - in the drifts of snow