Winter Sleigh Ride
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We wait by the fire for our horse-drawn carriage...
On an evening like this, it's a perfect marriage.
We snuggle in close for a peaceful sleigh ride
while snow gently falls and with the moon as our guide.
The Clydesdale's, with their enormous feet,
stomp proudly through the path they beat.
They nod their heads in horse-like fashion,
and pull our sleigh with powerful passion.
Through a star-lit forest and over a frozen lake,
leaving swirls of snow-dust in our wake.
We close our eyes...and listen to the blades in the snow...
I hear the "whiz", then "swish" as the horses slow...
We pull up our blankets, it's getting colder,
I even pull mine up past my shoulder!
"Dashing through the snow"...you sing...
I laugh, and add..."Bells on bob-tails ring"...
Our noses now cold and turning bright red,
we're relieved to see the fire ahead.
It burns to greet us on this frost-bit night..
and it surely is a welcomed sight.
The driver reigns in the horses, with a gentle hand,
and without question, they come now to a stand.
We exit the cab, into the snowy landscape,
the driver tips his hat and tightens his cape...
with a wink and a nod, he drives out of sight,
yelling, "Goodnight to all..and to all a Good Night!"
there ya go, huck...
great ditty there, too