Woods
I walk towards the woods
green and deep
Once inside I find it hard to sleep
What an illusion the woods do give
of being green and being neat
Since deep inside animals sleep
waiting till night
that's when they eat
I lie and I watch
see shadows in the dark
My mind becomes fuzzy
my body scared
I see a large -- large bear
standing in the night
He approaches my tent
from the right
grips my shoulder
rolls me over
my eyes blur with fright
the bear growls
It's just me son
it's daddy
Copyright © Tony Hwilka | Year Posted 2008
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