Stark white was the fir in its blanket of snow
worn down was the deer that hunger laid low
gone were the green things clover and all
buried by the dampness of frigid snow fall
harsh became the forest as vast as the sky
leaving whitetail for miles to do nothing but die
Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 8:58 PM UTC
Stark white was the fir in its blanket of snow
worn down was the deer that hunger laid low
gone were the green things clover and all
buried by the dampness of frigid snow fall
harsh became the forest as vast as the sky
leaving whitetail for miles to do nothing but die
