Warm breath turns to a fine mist,
Moist earth hits your nose
Thoughts of the chase,
Race across your mind
Will this be the morning?
Are the hounds gonna sing today?
Gearing up,
hounds whimper with excitement.
Ready to go,
you open the door
hounds burst out
The chase has begun.
Mist swirls as the hounds
break it's barrier
This is what a houndsman lives for
watching his work and time
use it's nose to find the goal.
Living the life of adventure
one scent at a time.
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