Bigfoot and Me

Believers say giant footprints found, Creatures living in the forests deep. Walking upright like early man.. Living unseen, their secrets to keep. Once on an evening’s quiet stroll Through the deep woods near my home, A shadow kept pace with my footsteps.. And I knew I was no longer alone. On legs that would hardly support me, In the shifting shadows I fancied I saw, A face not so different from mine.. Albeit a more prominent jaw. Its eyes met mine with something like wonder, Then it was gone, just vanished into thin air. Was it a vision, reality or only a dream.. If you believe, I’ll bet his prints are still there.