The wolf stalks through the woods
Ears twitching at every sound
It stops
It looks
Up just ahead a deer
The wolf cruches
Knowing every second counts
Steady
Steady
Like a shot from a gun
The wolf takes off
The deer noticed it and runs
The race is on
Hearts pounding
Blood pumping
As they run through the forest
Zigzaging around trees
Leaping over fallen trees and large rock
Blood rushing
Hearts pounding
Still the chase continues
Fainally the deer stumbles
The wolf gose in for the attack
The deed is done
The deer is no more
The wolf has food for his den
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That was a rollicking read!
Thank you
I had venison fillet for my tea tonight too ..
what a gripping tale Tony .. I can only assume that little red riding hood, lived to ride another day ..
Kindest Regards, Neville
Thank you Nevilie
Awesome poem
captivating and
eloquently expressed! 👍
Tough break for
the deer! 🦌
But it's all for the best! 😞
Thanks for sharing
much enjoyed!! 😊
Best regards ✌️ Thad
Thank you Thad, best regards
Good words Tony and so true.
Andy
Thank you Andy
Hi Tony, you can have a hearty laugh at what I am going to say. The poem took me into the forest; as if the whole scene was being played in front of me. Fantastic!
Thank you
You are welcome
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