I Write Poetry
Hunger to hunt
Voice like the whispering winds
Heart pounding with every sprint
Bones crunching
Stretching to perfection
Fur sprouting over
Tail growing out
Now a howl bursting out
Sweet pain coursing through
Falling on four legs
Running through the forest place
Scents rushing through
Hearing renewed
Eyes darting in every direction
Stopping at the river flowing
Last memory of a sweet chase
Now waking in a tall grassy place
Anticipating the next sweet painful embrace
---- NO RUDE COMMENTS OR I WILL DELETE THEM----
Voice like the whispering winds
Heart pounding with every sprint
Bones crunching
Stretching to perfection
Fur sprouting over
Tail growing out
Now a howl bursting out
Sweet pain coursing through
Falling on four legs
Running through the forest place
Scents rushing through
Hearing renewed
Eyes darting in every direction
Stopping at the river flowing
Last memory of a sweet chase
Now waking in a tall grassy place
Anticipating the next sweet painful embrace
---- NO RUDE COMMENTS OR I WILL DELETE THEM----