The victim just a poor little mouse
Living invisibly within the house
The prospective captor an instinctive feline
Whose inherent desire is merely to dine
Dusk falls into the night so calm
The vermin appears unaware of the harm
Or the piercing eyes watching every move
This feline, alert, with a point to prove
Precociously stalking for the kill
Tentative steps taken at will
The catch is well within sight
Crouching motionless it has to be right
The mouse raises high onto its back feet
Its ears perk up, the heart misses a beat
There’s a scent in the air, a danger around
Time to get out, go back underground
Feline intuition kicks into the game
The reward in sight is up for the claim
The backside wiggles at just the right pace
Ready to claim first prize in this race
Into the air full flight gained at speed
The kill seconds off, time to finish the deed
But alas as the usual ending prevails
That feline too slow and again she fails
Adding your comment:
) Great write and good luck in the contest.
....G/L....Lynda
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