A frosty winter hugged in wood
All the nooks and crannies.
Fawn and his mom, feeling good,
Went for a walk quite canny.
They’re walking rather slowly
And the kid is dreaming:
He’ll have much fun, not lonely,
Before he goes sleeping.
In the puzzle you will find
The dreams of a young deer.
With his loving mom behind
All troubles disappear.
Will he play some frolic game?
Guess only, with whom?
Assembling puzzles, just the same,
Is fun and no gloom.
Marked details make lovely thing,
And it is not brand-new.
What in winter, can’t you think,
A baby has to do!