• I tilted my head
    the winter snow is red
    I scream to the sight
    of the terrible fright
    he laid there without a word
    there and then it accured
    snowflakes landing in my hair
    Standing in the cold winter air
    I ran back to the shed
    and dug out something that could hold him as he bled
    I ran back through the snow
    and knelt down very low
    i hugged him tight
    at the last of daylight