Husky Ride (My sister and I)

She never really knew…
Just a game misunderstood
Reeling in the fear, she’d cry
Fighting dreams: to live or die

Here come the bears, here comes the cold wet ice
Splitting the snow, blazing a trail…
On the husky ride

Now she seems to understand…
Only game – life’s trial at hand
Breathing in the fear she sighs
Memory – a place to hide

Here come the bears, here comes the cold wet ice
Splitting the snow, blazing a trail…
On the husky ride

My sister and I
Blazing a trail…
On the husky ride

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