Foxy

This is a poem about a man who's wife died recently and he meets a fox that reminds him of her.

Met with a wink

And a sly smile 

Her sharp eyes

Hide awhile

In the shrub

She crawls and bounds

Her paws rub

As she glides the grounds

Her red mane

Of hair and dirt

She won’t train

She won’t hurt

She bounds about

In joyess leaps

She leaves about

Every few weeks

Return she may

Or leave and go

It’s every day

I still won’t know

Yet each time

I lose my heart

She comes around 

And heals it smart

She’s always there

In dusk or dawn.

She lives in trees

And all beyond

Forever may 

She sail the clouds

Yet all the way

She loves me now

She tells me so

And I hear it

I love her so

I won’t forget

That she lives on

Each day and night

Beyond the stars

Within the light

Her spirit is

A strong fox jumping

And when I see her

I run, coming

Author's Note

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