Winter ‘Morn
All the world was quiet and calm
And snowy white at the dawn
With an occasional squirrel or two
In the fork of a tree they knew
Time stood still for them there
With the snow deep everywhere
With a cardinal there above
As picturesque as any dove
All the frozen timber creaked
And swayed in the frigid breeze
With a hawk perched up high
Surveying all the winter white
A fox hunted in the snow
With his treks a nature show
There in the light of day
Picture perfect hunting prey
A boy bundled went outside
To explore the countryside
With the animals all around
Active in the snow come down