“Footprints in the Snow,” Friend, Jan. 1972, 29
A rabbit must have scurried by
In search of food to eat.
Here are his pawprints in the snow—
A trail that is quite neat.
A tiny fieldmouse whisked along
A little while ago.
Here are his nailprints and a line
His tail left in the snow.
A dog raced past into the woods.
I see his footprints there.
And here are my prints in the snow—
Snow walkers everywhere!