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Skiing in Colorado
Going up the chairlift, passing all
The pine trees, skiing off onto
The slippery snow. Attaching the harness
To me. Daddy skiing, pulling me
Behind him as he goes. Going
On the bumps, Dad losing his
Ski and chasing after it.
Falling down the mountain
And gliding to the chairlift
For another ride.
Standing, waiting for the chair
To come behind me. To life me
Up and take me to the top
Of the mountain. Daddy holding my
Hand as we get off and
Go again. Gliding, down as if
There is no end of the mountain
Skiing fast, feeling the wind against
Me and noticing the sun setting.
Tomorrow we can go again.