Snow fell during the
night like a secret,
our morning a surprise, a
winter wonderland.
No school for days and days,
sometimes even weeks.
Dusty, bumpy gravel roads
hidden, clean, tucked
beneath flat white sheets.
Conditions too hazardous
for Mr. Robinson’s
school bus proved ideal
on a hubcap sled chained
behind Daddy’s farm truck.
No rules, no roads,
shallow ditches and
summer fields transformed
into our slippery playground.
I couldn’t feel my nose,
but miles from the world
my heart soared.
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talya
Grace Grits and Gardening
Farm. Food. Garden. Life.
Musical Pairing:
Hazy Shade of Winter, Simon and Garfunkel
