Angela Wybrow (Salisbury, Wilts, UK)
I slip, I slide, I skid, I skate,
Around the frozen rink.
The fairy lights on nearby trees
Look pretty as they wink.
I wind about, and in and out;
It feels as though I’m sailing,
While other people pass me by
With arms and legs all flailing.
With outstretched arms, just like a bird,
It feels as though I’m flying.
Delicious smells fill the air
Of chips and burgers frying.
At nearby stalls, I see some folk
Chatting, laughing, eating;
As I whiz around the frozen rink,
My glimpse of them is fleeting.
I zip, I zoom, I glide, I gloom,
Upon the ice which glistens.
Christmas music fills the air,
As smiling faces listen.
My rhythm flows, just like a pro,
Circling on solid ground.
Happy chatter fills the air -
There’s magic all around.
There’s young and old; there’s black and white:
They’re having a great time.
Upon the ice, their hired skates
Sketch intricate designs.
I whiz, I whirl, I twist, I twirl,
Around the frozen rink;
All too soon, my time is up;
It’s time for a hot drink!
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