oscar montano


Day Dreaming


Day Dreaming

Every day there’s place I can go
Where my imagination continues to flow
Where I dream about snowboarding’

Snow glistering in the sun’s light
Fresh powdery snow wherever I roam
I will ride until dusk
But there is more to be done

I continue down the powdery slope
I hit a big jump
And sore through the night
Like an owl in its flight
I land perfectly in the cushioning snow

And continue to go
I carve through the snow
And flying from underneath me
A wave of snow
Only to be plowed through once more

My dream has come to an end
And once again I’m into reality
Only to find out its still the summers beginning

Submitted: Monday, June 08, 2009

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