When all through the house
Everyone was stirring
except the mouse
People putting layers of camo on
While hounds readied themselves for the chase
Every creature could feel the urge
To race
There would be crisp white air
against the warmth of strong lungs
There would be smells of various things to come
On this eve
humans and hounds
A team with no bounds
Dance among the wild things
Testing their mantle
against Nature's finest
Using the gifts of Christmas
as the reason for the test.
Here is where
true adventure begins
as only friends can chase
while living the dream.
