White-tail Dawn

White-tail Dawn

 

They walked the paths at dawn

Where hungry others had gone

Single file as they went

To the meadow for time well spent

 

And there in the morning time

They saw the meadow shine

With the snow piled up high

Covering all in white

 

It was a family affair

With aunts and uncles there

Until a trail led them away

On the icy winter day

 

And they returned to the woods

For some shelter and feeling good

With memories of the meadow

Always good for curious fellows

 

And on a trail quite worn

Went bucks that beautiful morn   

Searching for a special doe

To accompany them in snow