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Snow ghosts wafted across the field;The grape vines offered little shield.Towards the river they were bound, Chased by a lost hunting hound. It gave the geese a terrible fright, And as if together they took flight. But then the ghosts took to ground And the hound made a circle round. It headed west straight away As if it had finally found its way Back to the field from which it came, A little slower and a little lame. The sun is setting scarlet for sureAs I give ol' Jack a light prick of spur.I hope to get back to the stable all right Before the early onset of night.

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Bernard Filipow (1944-) was born in Niagara Falls, Canada, and studied English Literature at St. Dunstan's University and Dalhousie University, where he also received his law degree. He currently resides with his wife, Judith Tokar, in Old Town Niagara-on-the-lake.

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