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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I once spent the winter Near the town willow creek. It wasn't adventure I attempted to seek. The cabin elevation Was 5000 foot. My goal that winter Was to finish writing my book. The first winter snow Had covered the ground. So I went outside Just to wander around. The days were short, The nights were long. It was just about dusk, I was humming a song. It looked like a shadow, But it's eyes seem to glow. For more than a minute We both kinda froze. It stared at me And I at it. To tell you the truth I was really nervous a bit. One thing for sure, It wasn't a bear. It stood 8 feet tall And was covered with hair. It then turned around And started running away. I'll never forget What happened that day. I ran back to the cabin And locked the door. I was feeling so weak I collapsed on the floor. My head started spinning, What did I see? Creature or beast, What was spying on me? No electricity, There wasn't a phone. I was high in the mountain And no longer alone. What do I do? There's no one to call. I felt trapped in the cabin With my back to the wall. The sun had gone down, It was eerily dark. Inside my head I was blowing apart. Will it return? Might it come back? If I go outside Will I be attacked? Half the night later I got back on my feet. Thought to myself This could actually be neat. I threw a log In the pot belly stove. I brewed a cup Of orange cinnamon clove. I tried to relax In a chair made of wicker. For the next several hours I watched the candle flame flicker. I started a book But I finished another, Because I asked myself Does this thing have a mother Then I asked myself, Should I or not? And yes, I did, Go back to the spot. The sun came up And I made my way. It turned out to be A remarkable day. It was a beautiful morning, The air was chilled. For some strange reason I seemed to be thrilled. I stood and marveled The magnificent pines. Ambrosial fragrance Titillated my mind. After that moment, I started looking around. I was really surprised With what I had found. I found footprints, Twice that of mine. Completely dumbfounded, It nearly boggled my mind I follow the tracks And then they just disappeared. Without rhyme or reason. It just really seemed weird. Now I'm just baffled, Don't know what to say. I smiled and giggled The rest of the day. Winter came And snowed me in. I finished "a" book From beginning to end. Not the same topic Like I first started out. Bigfoot the legend Is what it's about
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