Sliding

I remember toboggan runs

that tree at the bottom.

We were always nervous

then suddenly we’re ecstatic.

We slipped past that obstacle.

Funny, that was a physical

reminder of how vulnerable

our lives could measure on a

cold, unforgiving winter night.

Kind of our lives later on,

that sort of a metaphor,

could define who we were,

only realized later on

in the august of our lives.