Away Down the Trail
The golden orb fades beyond the far ridge of trees,
purple dusk wins the fight
The cold settles in the marrow of the bone
The long lonely trail calls my name
Twilight trail winds amongst the spruce
Dogs surge forward smelling home, respite
The final upwelling seeking sanctuary
The long lonely trail calls my name
The wolf cries his lament
His mate repeats the refrain
A challenge calls from the distant peak
The long lonely trail calls my name
A glow in the clearing up ahead promises comfort, assures warmth
Lazy smoke rises from a half hidden chimney, home
Frozen fingers tingle in anticipation
The long lonely trail calls my name
Dogs left behind in the yard yip a welcome
The door of the cabin flies open spilling welcome across the snow and ice
A figure steps out
The long lonely trail calls my name
Copyright © Trisha Sugarek | Year Posted 2017
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