THE SNOW CAVE


A bone chilling blast

Of rogue arctic air

Bone rattling cold

Huddled together

As one

In a quickly dug

Snow cave

Wrapped

In a massive bear skin

Lips drawn back

In a magnificent snarl

Tremendous huge white teeth

Sparkle and shine

In the dim light

Of candlelight

The glass eyes

Look on with interest and amusement

The glorious eternal spirit of the bear

Guards us through the long night

When morning comes and the arctic sun

Throws a yellow hue

Over an endless expanse of white snow

The dogs uncurl outside

Shake and rise

Frantic for the harness

With one sharp yell

Safely in the bear’s arms

We are off

Directly into the yellow sun

Now a memory

Never to be seen again