Afterglow (1)

Dignan, Sean

There wis a wee rubbit
Creepin awa
Layin its fitprents
In the freezin cauld sna

There wis a wee hoose
Far the reid pine trees staun
Oot cam the loon
Wi an aixe in his haun.

The wee loon wis sad,
Sae wis the rubbit
Doon cam the cauld
They baith deed in the cranreuch.