He stood staring into the bleak beyond

Of a cold Alberta winter

And the barren and lonely field that stretched out before him

He felt the pain before he heard the sound

Deep cracking bone and torn ligament

The world went dark

He awoke staring into the deep abyss

Of the shelter he managed to crawl to

Deep damp and murky, just out of reach

Of those savage human hands that chased him there

So many nights before

He limped up and out of that life

Into a strange new world

Where savages were kind, food was abundant

And worry was a thing of his past

For one final moment he smiled and stared into the endless abyss

Where a warm and glowing bridge was just beyond his reach

He took his first steps without limp or pain

And danced merrily up and over across into the great beyond