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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Sweet Felicia wore a frown, as the distant thunder grew Raindrops fell and nearly drowned, the beetles running two by two We ran in tandem through the night, seeking shelter from the storm In the distance shone a light, and in peril hope was born A simple cabin through the fog appeared, as if a vision in a dream We slowly walked, and as we neared, it was beyond a shallow stream And now to wade in this cold wind, took all our courage and our grit And as we rapped upon the door, the darkened window became lit As the door swung open slowly, a bearded elder did appear "Who is it, who wants to enter?" I spoke but stuttered as he came near “We’re seeking shelter from the storm, as we lost our way back home Our nerves are tattered, our wills are worn, this tempest chilled us to the bone” The blind man begged us “come inside”, arm in arm we slowly entered Felicia clinging to my side, the blind man asked us where we ventured As I began to speak, a darkened figure did appear My hands did shake, my knees grew weak, Felicia screamed as he came near “What frightens so your lady friend?”, I cried “man don’t you know what you have here?” “It’s just a visitor” the fool replied, and said we should no be in fear Felicia hid behind my back, as this large creature held out his hand I slowly held mine out as well, and we shook slowly where I stand I realized what I just saw, was something spoken of in tales of lore Yes it was Bigfoot standing here in front of me, I thought of heading for the door The blind man said we all should sit, wait out the storm, wait ‘till daylight So we all sat and had some wine, the blind man’s hand produced a pipe Where did he get this wondrous herb?, that made my smile light up so bright Before the clock struck once again, Felicia went out like a light And as my body now grew numb, I tried to rise to no avail And flying high now as a kite, tomorrow I must not tell this tale To those who wonder where we were, on yesterdays long journey We both agreed that we should say, we went to see a friend named Bernie
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