Post by Wildbriar on Feb 21, 2019 19:03:25 GMT -5
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Through the Woods One Cold and Snowy Evening
My horse I rode past my lonely abode
Into the woods one cold and snowy evening.
The dappled mare at the dark mouth shied away,
And pulled insistently at the bit.
But my voice was firm and gay as I nudged her on her way
And we cantered into the woods that cold and snowy evening.
The silence was whole and softly it stole
Upon the pair of us as we entered.
Betty's reluctant steps echoed as I kept
Coaxing her ever onward.
The trees stood still and tall, and crowning all
Were webs of spidery bare branches.
They were long and lean and from them eyes watched keen
As we clip-clopped ever further.
Thick powdery drifts of snow softened any row
The woodland animals might have been making.
My ears strained as I hunted for a sound that told me we weren't the only ones taking
The liberty of trespassing through the woods that cold and snowy evening.
Finally, I pulled on Betty's taut line and softly whispered, "Out we go."
Obligingly she turned and her frozen hooves churned as we galloped out of the woods that cold and snowy evening.
The steely gray sky was refreshing to my eye when we burst out of that ominous land.
"Never again," I promised Betty. "Let us wait for spring to dawn and lift for us from our woods that cold, dark, enchanted hand."
