The Fox Visited Me Last Night

Soft brown eyes that scour the night.
A flash of white tail as you take flight.

Stealthily you come to me.

Nose in the air as unfamiliar scents waft by
A full moon guiding you from on high..
Ears alert to every sound.
Soft paws pad through the undergrowth. 
Making their way to more solid ground.

Always ready to retreat and disappear into the night.

Your life a battle to survive.
A constant will to stay alive.

Your bark so shrill, gives me a chill.
I wonder where are you.
Are you here with me still?

© Taylor Crowshaw