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Flexible Flyer I found that old homemade movie When I was small and you were manly That was a time you must have loved me -- Didn't you. There's the road we used to live on A snow had fallen, soft and virgin You paused on the steps and pulled my boots on -- Didn't you Now on the front room wall I see you running A breath of smoke in some lost DecemberTwisting  into the darkness -- higher and higher Am I that girl in the eskimo bunting I close my eyes and I beg to remember You pulling me over the snow on a Flexible Flyer My brothers raced you in the snowfall Ducking down behind a snow wall You raised your arm to rifle a snowball -- Didn't you Nothing more, a flapping picture--Nothing left but melted laughter We lost the before you offered no after I close my eyes and I try to recall The scent on your chin, your hands on my waist Tossing me into the air higher and higher Somewhere inside in a place very small We're a frame of film in suspended space Floating there over your head -- I'm a flexible flyer .