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Snowshoe
by Aaron Howard
God, how long have I been on this mountain?
Its the end of the season and everyone has left
and no ones around anymore.. just me and the moon
Silent night went and past, Loud and rowdy came after
So many nights spend up here filled with laughter
Now its just a hollow memory.. Faces come and fade away
People pack up, go home, but Im still here
Storms come and rain on my snow but I feel it fade away
The sun comes out for once, and now Im not as pale
and now all I have left, is to tell the tale
03/28/2003 Author's Note: Just a quick poem about my life up at snowshoe mountain.
Posted on 04/14/2003
Copyright © 2025 Aaron Howard
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