Snowboarding Poem by Gigi Levin

Snowboarding



Surfing downhill on a white blanket

I could fall at any moment

The rush takes over my senses

and I am run by my instincts

I swoop, jump, and glide

Stopping at the bottom

I raise my arms like an Olympian.

I did not fall.

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