Ok, you caught me. I'm not looking at that gorgeous field behind her with the weeping willow, the pine trees, the tall grass, the daisies, the hay (apparently), and the blue sky. Nor am I looking at the Stone wall she's sitting on, or the... dirt. I'm just looking at the beautiful fox, and not the wonderful surroundings.
Sadly a human trait being bred out of civilization and basic humanity by stupidity and the ever decreasing appreciation for something called "Humor" and "Manners" with the rising need to post pointless internet comments for the sole purpose or joy in the fact they posted a comment that isn't constructive in any manner of human comprehension.
And I don't know why I'm writing this at 3:41 in the morning.
back to where it all started where it all began back to the only person i can count on back to the only thing i could call a friend i could tell you everything my darkest sercret and greatest joys i can tell you who i love weather it be girl or boy i can understand when you get upset and when you start to cry for i too have those moments where i wish i could just roll over and die but i'm glad to be back drawn by your loving alure it is good to hear your caring words and be back in nature.
thank u coin it's rather simple and not the best but i hope you like it
it's the only time i ever write poetry it's the only time where i feel inspired to write it and even though alot of people don't like it's the only way i can show my true appriciation for then sharing their tallents with the world.