Daisy Marie Yant Poet Footle

Big Foot

Big Foot
has put 

A print 
and dent 

On ground
Around

So big 
You dig

For me 
To see

I traced
and chased

His pace
My place

I took 
A look

To find
Behind

His track
My back

I ran
through sand

I slip
His grip

I fell
In well

Get out
I shout

He grab
My slab

Drop down
On ground

His foot
I put

In trap
Ahhhh crap

Made me
Set free

Turn loose
From noose

Can run
In sun

This child
be wild

I seem 
To dream

Awake
I shake

My head
In bed

To find
My mind

Ran wild
I smile

Just dream
I scream

This thrill
Not real

Thank God
I sob.

Penned: 4/28/2015

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Milton Robertson April 29, 2015 at 7:25 PM Brilliantly Done. You are Truly Blessed. Daisy Marie Yant May 7, 2015 at 11:35 AM Milton I am glad you enjoyed it. May God Bless you. Much Love

Hannington Mumo April 29, 2015 at 9:50 AM Wowwwww!!! This has taken superior skill to ink. 7+++ is not even enough...Write more. Daisy Marie Yant May 7, 2015 at 11:35 AM Thanks Hannington for your words of encouragement. Much Love

Kevin Leake April 28, 2015 at 1:55 PM Liked your poem Daisy, Enjoyed Best Wishes Kevin Daisy Marie Yant April 28, 2015 at 3:41 PM Best wishes for you too Kevin. Much Love