Snow Prints

I love when fresh snow tells its many tales, nature on my walk. Small toes,animals Mark each tiny spot. I wonder what made The mark in the snow? They came so close, Walked on my porch. A print they left me. Was it a kitty, A tiny squirrel, A fox on the run? I must examine Each print so distinct. We're they hungry Cold and wet,tired Or just having fun Running,romping there Searching for some crumbs. Was it warmer there Under the wicker, Couch on my front porch? Did it keep you warm? The trails lead to there. Some day I will copy The marks in the snow. I'm determined to See what leaves patterns I just want to know.