When people wear their sweaters,
When snowflakes fill these letters,
I’ll kick and glide upon my skis,
Slip and slide until I freeze.
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| Me in 1982, about to go ski my first skiathon (a 20K race on the university of Alaska trail system) |
Wondering about winter—
When will snow fill this hollow?
Wandering on my skis—
My Finnish ancestors I follow.
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