With the snow falling,
The wind will sing the song.
As I breath in the winter air,
I shall find you hopping around and running...
We both know that this game has begun.
I shall chase you without any rest..
My blood filled eyes wide,
"Where are you hiding?" I'll call out,
As you occasionally turn around to acknowledge me.
You hop gently and then you hop lightly..
What a tease,.. making me chase you.
Our hearts palpitating,
We both ecstatic..
As we play this game of a cat and mouse.
You hide and run, occasionally stopping to catch breath..
I follow your footsteps in the snow
As you make the blood trail.
Don't you give up..
Even with our heels split open,
Even though our feet are filled with blisters...
Even when I slip in the snow,
And you crash into a tree trunk..,
Let's not give up our game of chase
A winter morning,
On the blood covered snow,
As you run out of breath and we both know...
We both have been waiting for this moment..,
Now the game is over... let's go home.