Poem called little fox

Globster

Poem called little fox

There was a fox called Trudy was expecting a baby kit fox.
Then underneath the night sky and as the stars were sparkling and shining brightly. She suddenly looked for a quiet place in the forest where she could give birth to beautiful baby fox who slowly opened his eyes which were a light blue colour

The  baby kit fox and the mother fox fell asleep next to her baby kit fox. The next morning her baby kit fox wanted to play with his mother and the mother fox also wanted to play with her new kit fox.
over the next few months the mother fox nutired  her kit fox into a beautiful young fox his mother taught her to find food and soon within a few months the kit fox had now grown into a young male fox who had had started to become a strong male fox who was soon able to catch the prey for him and mother to eat and enjoy their early evening supper and the young male fox feel asleep next his mother as they both lived happily ever after.

Alex_Alumni

I only recently discovered the noises that foxes can make at night, they can be quite terrifying, but this poem reminds me they can also be sweet too, thank you @Globster  

L_Volunteer

Thanks for sharing this poem with us @Globster. Your writing is wonderful as always.

How scary though @Alex_Scope. Glad to hear @Globster reminded you that foxes can be sweet too