if i were a cat
I would creep away into the wild woods
feel the cool air ruffle my fur
step carefully through the crackling leaves
avoid the rain drop falling from the tree
tentatively touch the long grass with my ever so sensitive nose
finding scents from far away of
fox and badger
mouse and bird
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The Wild in My Mind
PoetryA on-going poetry selection of little sparks that flutter into my mind from emotions, passions and the elsewhere... (#428)