Sleighing through the forest
On a late December evening,
To my sister tightly clinging
In our flying wintry bed.
Father briskly leading
The pampered horses heaving,
Beneath the heavens reeling
Round the pole star we are led.
Faster, ever faster
O'er the crunching, steely ice,
Tucked in warm and cozy
Like some picture postcard mice.
The mighty forest bows before us
Beneath its weight in snow,
A shimmering palace of ice crystals
Bathed in moonlight's glow.
Wind ascending,
Sleep descending,
As homeward bound we go.
A Wintry Sleigh Ride
Sleigh Ride
Published by Family Friend Poems December 2020 with permission of the Author.
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