No after-Christmas doldrums around here: it’s time for Poetic Thursday with Pam, Teddy and Angel Sammy at Two Spoiled Cats.
Those of you who know me well will probably have the same reaction when you see this week’s photo inspiration as Marshall did. (He didn’t really say anything, just gave a gesture as if to say: “Well, you’re a shoe-in for this one”. )
Yes, Motor Man and I have been on many sleigh rides, and it’s always a thrill (at least for me). Here’s my poem:
Sleigh Ride
A little girl’s dream from so long ago
of a horse drawn sleigh, gliding through the snow.
But down deep in her heart, she knew
there was little chance of her wish coming true.
She knew no one who owned a sleigh,
and deep snowfalls rarely came their way.
The little girl grew up, put her dream aside,
seldom thinking about a sleigh ride.
Then, years later, that dream came true,
with a winter wonderland sleigh ride for two.
It was cold as Christmas, with snow in the air;
the horses, the sleigh bells: all the magic was there.
Hubby knew in a moment that she was hooked;
that, in years to come, more rides would be booked.
It was everything she hoped it would be.
No longer a dream, now a fun memory.
Here’s a little slideshow of photos from some of OUR sleigh rides. Will we plan a ride this winter?
Stay tuned to find out!
~These Days Of Mine~
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