Play jump rope in the air, <br />as sleep wakes up, <br />forests full of lions, tigers, and bears, <br />hugs by the ounces and kisses by the cup, <br /> <br />Delightful horrors and terrifying wonders, <br />believing fairies and living in daisies, <br />with the stepping stones' purrs, <br />equal to the safety of babies, <br /> <br />The fox bonds with its tail, <br />whether it rains or shines, <br />as eyes turn pale, <br />he therefore runs, <br /> <br />The woods cry in their sleep, <br />clouds crowd into the war, <br />in the shadows he creeps, <br />to the make-believe and very far, <br /> <br />The flies know and the bees see, <br />destruction conquers while love kills, <br />vines grab and humans flee, <br />the box has no use for pills, <br /> <br />glasses left and hair is lost, <br />the fox returns and is for blame, <br />justice stolen and lines are crossed, <br />because the tail and the fox aren't the same.<br /><br />Soldier's Wife<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-fox-and-its-tail/
