keeping the child company
Indian brave turned thirteen, it was his time in the woods
He was to spend the night, blindfolded, listening to sounds
A large animal came to keep him company, he knew not what
But he felt its presence and heard its breathing; knew it was large
The next day the animal was gone, a giant stag who felt the child’s worry
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2024
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