A quietness in the forest
As winter snow gently falls
A lone Stag raises his head
sniffing the scent of winter

Air- crisp and clean
The slight chill of the day
Coldness of the night

Tracks in the snow
Of creatures large and small
All waiting - feeling anticipation

With patience - they wait
For return of spring
When new life begins again.

©2001-2002N.C.
Nancy Carol