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Snowboarding

The snow is soft, while as white as a dove
Turning's easy, all one fluid motion.
Wind in my face, I'm doing what I love.
The snow feels great, like water from the ocean.

Upcoming jump ahead, knees bent, ready.
Prepping for the air that will soon be caught
Focusing, keeping all my turns steady.
Flying through the air, landing isn't so hot.

Double black diamond, a difficult task.
The hardest snowboarding run of them all
What's the worst that can happen? I'd hate to ask.
But what a challenge, I must answer the call.

I love to snowboard, I hold it very dear.
It's quite a shame I only go once a year.