VIXEN
Fierce comes the vixen's night
Her piercing eyes so clear and bright
The dog fox snared by her wild scream
A locked embrace by the pulsing stream
Weary comes the vixen's dawn
Her visage pale and so withdrawn
Panting from a savage hunting
Tho' ravaged by a hunger wanting
Peaceful comes the vixen's day
To idly watch her cubs at play
Still watchful ever lest a stranger
Break the spell cast veil of danger
Vigilant comes the vixen's evening
Followed on from fitful dreaming
Glides graceful into the gathered gloaming
Commences thus her ceaseless roaming
James Campbell
