Sunday, November 24, 2013

Riding The Snow

Well, the snow's come again,
There's no turning back now,
Like jumping of cliffs, then changing your mind,
Or reversing a vow.

You can always gather  all of your friends,
And truckloads of shovels,
Maybe some battery powered heaters,
Remove the snow and begin your revel!

What's the point, there's a surfer with one arm,
Strong in her God belief,
Selling swag, getting married on TV,
No snow, no frigid grief.

But it was hard,
Whether on waves or snow,
One has to learn the path they're meant to make,
E'en though many never actually know.

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