Frozen

Snow creeping drifting down Falling slowly toward the ground As October skies turn gray Growing colder along the way Silence haunting in the night Wolves baying giving a fright Hearing footsteps in the wind In the darkness it begins A chill running down the spine An eery wind blows through the pine A figure forming in the distance He who chases with persistence Getting closer with every stride His eyes glowing with determined pride Shaking feet paralyzed with fear Watching weary as he draws near Finally catching his elusive prey Too late to try running away Surrendering to this evil man Without a fight taking his hand Still freezing as we leave Promising no warmth upon this eve