Living Shadows
Life of a big cat is many situations
They roam the lands both spotted and striped,
Keeping their cool no matter how hyped.
With nary a care for the land they trudge through,
They move with a goal that they must see come through.
Winding around a path that is far less driven,
Presents them an edge that nature has given.
No one can see the moment they arrive,
Helping that to make a living and thrive.
Quickly a flash of life sends all running in fear,
For teeth are flashing just behind their rear.
Soon a scream brings out a chilling silence,
Which causes all to realize nature's true science.
A goal finally met brings a temporary reward,
Since they cannot rest, or forever be bored.
Such is the life of one who lives in the shadows,
For they aren't active, they'll forever embrace the gallows.
About the Creator
Toby Heward
Creativity is boundless. We are gardeners that bring forth these fruits of wonder. Nature is my passion and I love to help readers see the stories with their own eyes through my works. Whether its poems, fact, or fiction I bring it to life.
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