It’s unwise trespassing on a snowy day,
unless you want your crime to be given away.
For there on the surface, in crisp firm print
will be the evidence of your footsteps, bold and distinct.
This is how I can deduce a pheasant has been here,
even though its fabled form has long since disappeared.
Its every step and turn documented in relief,
I wonder what it took, the careless, clumsy thief?