Thursday, January 31, 2008

My Poem

Snow has come to the Pyrenees
On the nursery slopes, behind the trees
Beginners are learning to 'bend zee knees'
The winter sports season is here.

Out of the cupboard come goggles and skis.
The sun is up, there's a day to seize.
Dust off the snowboards, grab the car keys,
We're off to the ski slopes today.

Up on the chairlift our cheeks start to freeze,
The sun in our eyes is making us sneeze.
It's down with the goggles and jump off the trapeze,
Hooray to be skiing again!

Zooming down to the bottom...we've found it a breeze,
But our unfit muscles are needing some ease.
So it's off to the bar for a toastie and cheese,
And hot chocolate to keep out the cold.

1 comment:

Annie Wicking and Loman Austen said...

I loved your poem. Please write us some more, Jo