Margaret (pling) wrote,
Margaret
pling

  • Mood:
  • Music:
Watching
Waiting
The prey sits all unknowing
Listlessly lounging at the feet of its master

Stalking
Circling
The intrepid hunter in his element
Fiercely defending his hearth and home

Leaping
Pouncing
Far too quick to startle
The shoelace dies here tonight
Tags: poem, whimsy
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