For I Will Consider The Fox Poem by Linda May Fox

For I will consider the Fox
For he hides in day
For he comes out in evening
For the light is still,
For he stands with eyes that stare
For he penetrates his eyes into mine
For his bushy tail slopes to the ground behind him
For he stands but a distance away
For he watches
For none is here but for him and me
For time stands still and so do we
For as he watches, I watch him
For his reddish fir is sketched into the night
For it is as though he speaks
For he speaks to me
For I speak to him as we stand in the silence
For after a while, he turns and walks away
For he cannot stay forever
For the night is young and he has lots to do.
For I have to say goodbye, as he turns once more in reply!