Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Poet or not, this calls for a poem

The day was clear.
To sled on the hill.


They gathered gear
Never mind the chill.


Jake wasn’t sure
Uncle Brad would save



On this adventure
Ryan was brave.




Jacob did take a turn
With mom patiently helping


But he begged not to return
He really liked swinging.


J had sledded before
And it was a blast


He likes to soar;
The sleds go so fast.



Double the pleasure
Double the fun
With a double good
Double good, double good mum.



Some sledded head first
And when they went down
Sometimes they reversed
And some went upside down.



It was worth a try
Even when the train failed



There was not a cry
Though it fully derailed.



After the thrill
It wasn’t that bad



Climbing the hill
With a fun loving dad.



I sledded and loved it!
But not very much. . .
I mostly watched, I admit
Cause I didn’t want a crutch.


Hot chocolate in a mug,
Warms down to the toes




And makes us feel snug.
That’s how our story goes.

7 comments:

Bernie said...

Now this looks like so much fun and don't be so hard on yourself, your poem is really good. Love the photo's, your grandchildren are beautiful.......:-) Hugs

Mummy McTavish said...

That looks like so much fun! I would love to try it one day but it's a long way to the snow from here! I loved this post!

Brenda said...

Hi Brenda,
What a talent you've got. Loved that poem and the fun pics!

Donna's Book Nook said...

See, you are a poet after all. The poem was great and the pics are wonderful. What a fun time!

Wanda said...

That was a great poem Brenda, but the sweet photo of them on the steps was even better. Loved the day of sledding, cocoa, and pajamas! Family memories!

Dee said...

Brenda, You are a poet and don't know it. :) Great pictures of a fun day.

Diana said...

Such a beautifully poetic poem Brenda. I loved sledding when my kids were small. Your photos and poem were just wonderful!
Love Di