Fox In The Clover

By 13th June 2012December 9th, 2019No Comments

Ears pricked and eyes alert
His body taut with fear
Hiding in the clover field
And straining hard to hear
The sound that made him quickly stop
His evening hunt for food
Could it be the threat of man
That made him change his mood?
A breeze then stirred the clover field
Into a gentle sway
Yet still the fox could not relax
Or turn to slip away
But as the sun sank lower still
There came a little calm
The fox relaxed and went his way
Through clover, free from harm

Don Holmes

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