Snow Fields
The soft blown snow that fell five days ago
Crisp frozen now by these five frosty nights
Still blankets all the fields and moors to show
Where pheasant clattered off on noisy flights
While footfall of the lesser birds is scribed
Less deep; and here a small bank vole has run;
There passed red fox and rabbit side by side
Though time kept them apart and saved the one
At the wood edge where lee grass is snow free
Squirrels have buried seeds, but just for fun
Raced around and left a maze of tracks to see
'fore climbing to their dreys when they were done
And my large boots have left their heavy dent
A passage marked before the sun's descent