The Wild One
There once was a being, wild and free
In the glade, it roamed and frolicked
With its comrades, it ran and laughed
Through the bushes, in the sunlight's glow
But one day, a seeker came
With a trap and a weapon, he sought to ensnare
The being, but it was agile and sly
It avoided him, and escaped the snare
The seeker pursued it through the woods
But the being was clever and swift
It led him on a playful chase
But in the end, it could not be caught
The seeker gave up, and left
The being was safe, and free once more
It rejoiced, and danced with glee
In the glade, it lived and explored
And so the being lived its days
Wild and free, without any worry
It roamed the glade, and played with friends
A life of joy, without any hurry
Copyright © Rezarta Malci | Year Posted 2023
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