As I approach the darkness and quiet at the edge of the woods
Glimpsing into the forbidding chasm that feels will engulf me
I ease up to it, and gently move in
the wind softly brushing tree tops, a sense that feels eerie
One step further, the crunch of snow under my boots
Almost reaching their tops, and a bit uncertain
The shadows cast, from a bright winters moon
Drapes over me, like a velvety curtain
I carry my armor, with my buddy, as we go side by side
Looking for that special spot, that will give us something new
His nose vacuuming the terrain, my eyes focused ahead
Searching for the right spot, to bring all into view
And then with the hike, comes the pond we were in search of
Where we’ll hunker down, and wait for first light
Awaiting that moment, closely sitting together
At that split second, our along awaited plan, comes into sight
Pop, pop bang,bang, bang as barrels pointed upwards,
with my pals tail alive and waggin
But no plop, plop into the water has been heard, a little off the target,
and nothing we’ll be baggin
And so goes that day, one of many missed opportunities,
as they all got away
Just hangin with my buddy, made all the missing,
still seem to feel ok
So my feathered friends we bid you, a happy goodby,
and perhaps at another time
That we might come together, where the stars will all align
So fly gracefully into other parts unknown,
with thanks from me and my pal,
as we happily return home