A little fox in the meadow.
Licking it’s fur and smiling at me.
Snowy and blue eyed.
Little yellow daisies and butterflies
Little foxy’s fur is soft.
He cuddles up to me.
I’ve never been so close to one before,
He seems so unassuming.
I tickled it’s belly and played with him in the cool of the shade,
Till I could stay no more.
Little white fox began to follow me
And transformed into a dog.