One dark trail leading into the wood, the snow is still falling, the skiing is good.
One little babe strapped on tight, hanging onto her Mom through the cold snowy night.
Two adults taking their places, skis on their feet, grins on their faces.
We swish and we glide through the soft fresh snow; the babe is still warm, so farther we go.
We turned off our lights and stood still in the night; we called to the owls, but didn't hear a sound.
A Valentine's ski, just my babe, husband, and me - it was perfect and I'm as thankful as can be.
What are you thankful for today?