You hide in the fields
Of waving golden wheat
You play in the forest
Your body so discreet
The warm sun settles
Onto your crimson fur
While a leave meddles
On your bushy tail
A rabbit in the distance
Your watchful eyes keen
Darting through resistance
As to not be seen
The rabbit is alert
It quickly runs away
And you will have to wait
Yet another day
Sighing with exhaustion
You trot over to a pond
And lap up some cold water
Onto your dry tongue
Then the sun dips low
Below the coral horizon
And you will have to go
Back into the safety
Of the moonlit trees
Or the rolling hills of the farmer's land
Until the morning
When you will lend your mate a helping hand
And wrestle with the chickens
Or sneak into the grain
Tonight the heavens darken
You know that it will rain
As a crescent moon peeks
Out from behind a looming cloud
Your mate sneaks
From behind some shrubs
And following behind are your little cubs
Nestled together on the starlit night
You rest with your family
Hiding out of sight
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Beautiful write. We have a fox in the town that I live in that is very strange. It likes to come out in the day and come near populated areas. I've never seen a fox do that before. Great write.
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This was a wonderful poem about foxes. Nicely-done. -
that was beautifull, and it is so cute when you talk about the nestling little cubs, I love foxes and there are plenty of them around where I live, but you never see them because they are so sneaky and sly, like you said, I really enjoyed reading this, and that was exelent rhyming, it didnt sound forced and it all fit really well with good rhythm, good work
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