A wee run for a night by the fire… aye wi flickerin flames tae.

Winters Vail that frosted crunching snow

Step by step a trail that leads into the night

Is all the more the reason for his flight

Loud crunching steps yes louder than his own

Upon hearing such noise and at a pace

My fear it was that win the race

Ears were pricking as the pace it quick… end

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Comments (10)
  • Joie Schmidt on Nov 27, 2010

    Suspenseful & intriguing!

    Blessings.

    Sincerely,

    -Joie Schmidt.

  • s j tubrazy on Nov 27, 2010

    `it is same like after apple picking , nice

  • Jimmy Shilaho on Nov 27, 2010

    Another nice one, love your wee runs.

  • Ruby Hawk on Nov 27, 2010

    I like it. eerie and supernatural.

  • Kaye TM on Nov 27, 2010

    excellent share!

  • PSingh1990 on Nov 27, 2010

    Nice Share.

    :-)

  • Sail338 on Nov 27, 2010

    Nice Share

  • Anj M on Nov 28, 2010

    Nice

  • Phoenix Montoya on Nov 29, 2010

    Sounds like really cold. Enjoyed the read, Matt.

  • LCM Linda on Nov 29, 2010

    Interesting poem. Nice share.

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