Time Is Up
He stands motionless
Carefully watching his prey
Hopeful this will be
His Catch of the day
He pounces then chases
Though his prey is too fast
He roars with frustration
As he can no longer outlast
His body is aged
He is no longer lighting quick
His wounds are many
He is frail and sick
He now lies in the hot afternoon sun
So tired.…he needs to rest and stay
Through the bushes he is being watched
His time now to become the Catch of the day!
Copyright © Deb M | Year Posted 2022
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