Meandering among the grasses
Eyes doe like on the next blades
Head bent, content
Warmth of the sun on her back
She will give her attacker life
As he takes hers
And meanders in her stead
With blood in his fur
-
Author:
Lorna (
Offline) - Published: August 1st, 2025 05:47
- Category: Nature
- Views: 2
Offline)
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.