By Ami (Gypsie) Offenbacher-Ferris
In Response to visual prompt provided by The Sunday Muse
Through the forest does he come
Searching for his only one
Through the meadows open wide
To find the one to be at his side
She hides in hopeful anticipation
Leaving not for even a libation
Waiting and wondering is she the one
Grooming and preening out in the sun
Wading through the river deep
He scents the one he wants to keep
Stalking her quietly without a doubt
Pounces her delighting in her shout
Her joyful howl it can be heard
Beyond the owl and old blackbird
He chose his love and did it well
Today her heart does swell and swell
Gypsie’s Wonderful World of Words 
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