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Your breath mists before your eyes
On the cold and moonlit night
The whistling wind blows through your hair
You turn and wonder who could be there
Your footsteos crunch upon the snow
Though you know not where you go
Through the trees your shadow creeps
Not even the birds dare make a peep
The birch trees shine in the soft moonlight
All your warm clothes can't keep out the bite
Of winter wind so mournful and strong
It keeps you company as you move along
When in the distance you hear a cry
Followed by thier brothers nigh
Your breath comes faster in clouds of white
You wonder if you'll live out the night
When upon a hilltop you spy them near
The moonlight shines upon the deer
The pack is fed thier hunger sated
Your quickened heartbeat soon abated
You steal away into the night
Always to remember the gruesome sight
Then in the distance your homestead looms
You make your way to the fire lit rooms
Where in your bed you lie awake
And think about your lucky fate
You curl up next to your sleeping spouse
And whisper softly as a mouse
I'm home again safe this night
I love you dear good night
Sleep tight.

Copyright Dawn Schultz 2003
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