Journal #22

The snow fell onto the ground with a force
It was as white as Billy's neighbor horse
The hill made for a good, large, and steep slope
Little kids looked to their parents with large hope
Parents gave a concerning sighing look
The children gave them the best line and hook
With a little convincing and some tears
The parents tried to block out all the fears
All of the children ran happily there
It was to much for their parents to bear
The kids went all the way up to the top
They showed not a sign of a single stop
Not thinking of what could be the dangers
The children made friends with complete strangers
With the red sled and toboggan in hand
They prepared for the big white hill so grand
With their butts on the sled and ready to go
All the way down the kids face was a glow
At the bottom they were met by grown ups
So very happy to see their little pups
After a few runs down the great white hill
The children had finally had their fill
Walking hand and hand with their parents home
Given hot chocolate double the foam