December 23, 2009
By Anonymous

Running through the trees;
I can hear the crunching leaves
Beneath my paws.
My claws kicking up the dirt;
As I move forward at full speed.
The low branches from the trees;
Whip me in the face.
And briers cling to my fur.
The closer I am to my destination
The more my heart beats;
The more adrenalin feeds through my body.
I can hear my heart beat in my ears.
It beats in the same pattern
As my paws hit the ground.
I hear the wish as I pass the trees.
Something sounds off.
I stop to listen.
My head held high.
Nose in the air;
Sniffing for something different.
I hear nothing but my hearts fast beat.
I smell nothing but the nearby pine trees.
I take of running again;
Into the same rhythm as before.
The one that matches my hearts fast beat.

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This article has 2 comments.

Noclue said...
on Jan. 12 2010 at 3:11 pm
This is an awesome poem

on Jan. 11 2010 at 12:01 pm
QBlueButterfly BRONZE, New Bloomfield, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
"if you love something set it free
if it doesnt return, it was never meant to be.
if it does love it forever."

awsome love it


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