Long day out

We plan our routes and
Capture the moments

Pushing, laughing, falling,
Giggling
All day long.
Started out teaching,
Learning your own style
Passing time till night fell.

The snow falls down
On us
Biting our faces
As we race down the hill.

Loud machines grind and
Whine
As they pull the chairs
Up and down the hills.

Lights are fake suns
Shinning down on us in the night
The sun went to bed
And the lights flashed on
Dazzling views of flakes
Floating down
Across the lights

Soft rumble of the chair lift
Yelling back and forth
The cold wakes us like coffee
Watching our breath freeze
When it leaves our mouths

We plan our routes


And
Capture these moments





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