We walked the length
of the luge track
on our third day
at Canada Olympic Park (COP).
For nearly 1.6 km
we trudged, through soft,
pristine snow
covering the ice
below our feet.
I slid three times,
landing on my bum,
laughing joyously,
cushioned by the thick snow
that continues to fall
beckoned by hints of Spring.
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Another world for me–a luge track but the continuing snow beckoning spring, I can relate to. A fine peaceful, joyous post.
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lovely capturing of your memory. It would be a nice poem to go with photos.
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