Tubing

Tubing

Forwards, backwards, all around,

I cannot make out a sound,

Everything around me is not clear,

And I don’t know how to steer,

I hold on tightly to the rubbery sides,

As my transportation slides,

I’m kind of scared but it’s really fun,

And I don’t want this ride to be done,

The air and ground is icy cold,

To my ride I tightly hold,

When you go down, the wind will blow,

I love tubing in the snow.