They piled the sled with a tray barbecue,
some boxed hamburger, some bottles of booze,
and they each took a turn to pull this prize bundle
from Dovecote estate to the top of Cow Hill.
The sky, full of futures and the soft snow, balled,
was blue to the coast and, maybe, beyond.
Danny kissed a diced fist, dissing Byker and Blyth
and Dovecote estate from the top of Cow Hill.