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Foxes in the Grass  A family of foxes hiding in the grass Showed off their rusty tails as I walked past. A family of foxes hiding on the hill Not a sound did they make, hiding oh so still. A tiny yellow bird landed on the biggest one Pecking, poking here and there and having lots of fun. As quickly as she landed, she gently flew away I wondered why the foxes let her poke them in this way.  And then that tiny little bird whispered in my ear "Go and touch that furry tail, you do not need to fear." And so I tip toed in the grass to that family And touched the biggest rusty tail oh so carefully. It wasn't soft and fluffy, but really kind of dry "It's not a fox at all, but a big old weed!" I cried.  I rubbed and rubbed that big old tail in my dirty hand And lots of tiny seeds fell like little grains of sand. "That, my friend is a curly dock" the happy birdie said "I like to eat their tiny seeds, so rich and scarlet red." And as the birdie flew away, I gave a little laugh How fun it is to think of foxes hiding in the grass! written by Christine Summerfield / © October 18, 2019
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Anne Barbour
10/26/2019 01:36:45 pm
Very imaginative! I didn't get it right away (must not have been 'thinking like a child'), but when I read it the second time, it all made beautiful sense. :)
Christine Summerfield
10/30/2019 03:46:05 pm
Thanks Anne! Yes, I often see things in nature through the eyes of a child. While walking on a path along the foothills near my home, there is a whole field of weeds, including dock, thistles and mulleins. I love watching the them at their different stages of growth and watching the birds feed on them. Right now, the "red foxy tails" are filling the field. It's beautiful to me. Thanks for reading this a second time, through imaginative eyes... Christine Leave a Reply. |
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