Fog
Plowed fields
Resting after months of birth giving
To altered sustenance
of wise and fools
A Hawk circling
In search of fox or rabbit...
...or small runawy dog.
This morning
the fog is heavy.
So not much hunt
can be done from above.
Meanwhile...
"Eat or be eaten,"
Said the fox to himself
Chomping on a juicy chicken.
Resting after months of birth giving
To altered sustenance
of wise and fools
A Hawk circling
In search of fox or rabbit...
...or small runawy dog.
This morning
the fog is heavy.
So not much hunt
can be done from above.
Meanwhile...
"Eat or be eaten,"
Said the fox to himself
Chomping on a juicy chicken.
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