I’ve never much liked the woods,

As a Boy Scout I wanted to stay in a motel,

Most here in the campground, not I, have a fire ring,

So at night when its warm they can sit out & sing…

I do have to take Rufuz for an every nightly walk,

That doesn’t say I enjoy it, but to him I can talk,

I carry a super bright flashlight normally,

And every so often a walking stick that might,

Be some semblance of protection, nominally…

I don’t & won’t own a gun,

And I don’t mind the woods in the sun,

But this night, just less than an hour ago,

Rufuz did growl & bark, which he doesn’t usually do,

And in my beam from the light, a largish animal,

With eyes like a dogs, but much bigger, did parallel our path…

I wouldn’t want to see it hurt, but rocks I threw because,

He was getting closer to our path, on the other side of small creek,

I have this Rambo-ish style knife thing that from now on I will carry,

And better yet, in the back woods behind the campground,

I will never again in the dark of night tarry…

© ed ;-( 2/20/09