I think I’ll take the back way around where road is grey and leaves are brown no fuss I’ll make by neighbor’s window they will not note me in the town It should freeze tonight - the shudders shut All others seem in houses tucked But I will pace my rocky rounds With furry friend in silent truck Miles in heels, leagues in knees I’ll stop beside the woodland trees To see if my companion’s thirsty And ponder if my work’s been worthy then turning back I feel a b ...