Vincent Lowry's Blog - Posts Tagged "taos"
Taos
Pines fill the horizon
On a mountain
Cut with valleys of white
Beneath this ocean sky
My son straightens
His tiny skis between mine
Pure, icy air greets us
As we glide down
Our first run together
It doesn't last long
Snowplowing hand in hand
Down this bunny hill
But in the Land of Enchantment
We've completed a circle
Thirty years in the making
For my dad was once guiding me
On a day that carved my future
For many seasons to follow
I miss my father
I'm proud of my son
I'm overjoyed to be here
Pines fill the horizon
On a mountain
Cut with valleys of white
(c) 2011 Vincent Lowry
On a mountain
Cut with valleys of white
Beneath this ocean sky
My son straightens
His tiny skis between mine
Pure, icy air greets us
As we glide down
Our first run together
It doesn't last long
Snowplowing hand in hand
Down this bunny hill
But in the Land of Enchantment
We've completed a circle
Thirty years in the making
For my dad was once guiding me
On a day that carved my future
For many seasons to follow
I miss my father
I'm proud of my son
I'm overjoyed to be here
Pines fill the horizon
On a mountain
Cut with valleys of white
(c) 2011 Vincent Lowry
