A place to go

Living in Alaska is a fun ride.

First you need some practice driving on ice
because if you do not, for seven months
you will be a couch potato at home
only looking through the window outside.

Once I went three hundred and fifty miles,
from Anchorage to the northeast I drove
with four grandchildren to see the North Pole
and to see their faces cracking with smiles.

Our adventure up there was very long,
it was fun the pictures with Santa Claus.

Coming back we wanted to see wild life
and went fairly near of Mount Mckinley,
fourteen miles inside among many hills
the snow was falling covering all sites.

There was nothing in sight for a long while
but slippery roads and frozen brooks
then, near us we saw this gigantic moose
with antlers that were reaching to the skies.

It was a trip to talk about with pride.

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Marcos A. Cabrera
7th in the Robert Brewer Poetry Month Challenge