THERE WAS AN OLD SLED - by Michele Meleen

 

THERE  WAS  AN  OLD  SLED  by Michele Meleen There was an old sled who was ready to ride, I don’t know why it couldn’t slide. There was a snowy hill sitting under the slide it glistened and gleamed and begged for a ride. There was a small boy standing on the hill who wanted to slide, but stood quite still. When the moment was right, the boy sat on the sled. He pushed off the hill and down they went The boy and the sled began to slide on their first and best snowy hill ride.