Forest Prince

w c

Forest Prince

 

She was a beautiful mother

And stood proudly in the sun

With a new one in the world

That had never heard a gun

 

Hiding was the thing

That kept him there alive

With trespassers every day

As he tried to hide

 

He began to venture out

And was spotted by some squirrels

And some crows that cawed

Disturbing his little world

 

Others were his friends

As they kept their voices low

Their mornings there spent glad

Running to and fro

 

He was crowned one day

And took his place with others

Somewhat shy themselves

And preferring heavy cover

 

He survived and would reign

Regal in his ways

With charm in his woods

For many splendid days

 

 

  • Author: w c (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 30th, 2018 10:37
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments3

  • orchidee

    A lovely write and pic wc. Many people help with conservation, etc. A few horrid people kill wildlife, etc.

    • w c

      Thanks, orchidee. I try to do what i can to conserve wildlife as well. Thanks for your support.

    • onepauly

      it went right to my heart.
      good one.

      • w c

        Thanks onepauly. I'm glad you enjoyed it.

      • Goldfinch60

        Very good, nature is wonderful, especially new birth.

        • w c

          Thanks, Goldfinch. I appreciate your comment. Spring is indeed the time for new birth.



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