NO one knows how the boy felt when his father
said to head back for camp alone
but if the white stuff kept loading up the trees
things were going to be hard to recognize
which was how it turned out
he tried the trail on the left and it
deadended in a bunch of blowdown
he had never seen before so he
doubled back and tried the right hand trail
nope that one came to a meadow already white
with the falling stuff and no camp here
theirs or anyone elses now every movie
the boy had ever seen had a happy ending
so even though the background music
was getting ominous he hung on till nightfall
by now he was awful sleepy and knew enough
to know what that meant so he figured
to AT LEAST SAVE THE HORSE so he off
and undid cinch and bridle and rolled
himself up in the saddle blanket the horse
stood around waiting till daybreak being a loyal
sort of horse then went back up the trail
slowly now and then kicking snow aside to nip
at next years grass it being better than nothing