It’s the same dream
When the mist clears
And he’s standing there
I’m frozen in place
With my eyes locked at his face
Neither him or I move an inch
We weren’t expecting this
His life of solitude kept him out of sight
But tonight we both got a fright
When I blink
He’s gone again
No one will believe me
What do I tell my friends
I have no proof
I was to shocked to move
Does it even matter if they believe
After I’ve seen what I’ve seen
I felt I was given a gift
I feel blessed
Nothing else matters
Not fame or all the rest
Just this little moment
A moment in the forest
Like none other
That will ever be
Free in the forest
The wild man and me….
Poem by me…
Sasysquatchgirl 