Aah Let's Sing A Song to Winter Poem by Little Eagle McGowan

Aah let's sing a song to winter
White wonder is its surest sign
Snowflakes on moonbeams lightly…
Sliding down from off the pines
A starlit paradise turns to music
I gaze at the purest of all times
Does a winter owl mean wisdom? …
I know a thirsty tongue needs wine.

Lord in whitened crimson canyons
I stand whispering to the stars
How the mountains lie abandoned-
And gravel roads are stained with tar
Gun shots break out through creation
Before I glimpse the morning hour…
Still falls nature's grand ovation
A Buck dies... bullet found its mark.

Come cry with me in winter
Now the summer sun is gone
Yet another hunter's hot pursuit
Chills me right down to the bone
O my heart, now feels a splinter
That only my feet should know…
As I watch a trophy winner
Lose what's left of all I own.