A Day Spent Skiing
By: My son, Paul
Driving up to Pennsylvania to ski
Buy the tickets at the ski lodge to ride
Walking to the lockers feeling all free
Strap up my boots on the left and right side
Walk out of the lockers on to the base
Putting on my skis riding up the lift
Riding the lift the wind is in my face
Skiing down the steep trail first time today
Into the chair back up the long ski slope
Riding to the top out of the lift chair
Pick another run, it's open, I hope
Feeling the wind that's flowing through my hair
Gliding down the mount on a pair of skis
Getting down the mountain quick like the breeze
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