Clue #9

En route to trails where puck fever prevails
Many sides no flowers to see
Round the bend the seeker should wend
To all that remains of a tree

Clue #8

He staked his claim one year of fame
On land as rich as Midas
This land is my land, kicked off the island
To a grove that once did hide us

Clue #7

Chilled to the marrow only a yarrow
Could love the place you found
Lonely and forsaked, the puck rests naked
On the snow- and ice-covered ground

Clue #6

Young woman or man, while you still can
Gnash your teeth and put on the glove
On cross country skis take the trail through the trees
Where the eagle flies with the dove.

Clue #5

A branch, a lichen, a place made for hikin',
Is where a prize is earned.
Don't run, helter skelter, seek out solid shelter
With room and wood to burn

Clue #4

The siren calls, the giant falls
'Tween field generals the poet sings
That down beyond the once blue pond
Is treasure fit for kings

Clue #3

Be safe and we pledge, neither cliff nor water's edge
Figures in your hunting pursuit
What's that you hear? Please, have no fear
It was there before we moved in

Clue #2

Snow we have missed much, this not very white Christmas
But the ice has come to stay
The water's quite frozen at this park we have chosen
Along its paths you may while time away