we went out in the star-chilled
night
six bare feet
joined twelve furry paws
on the wooden deck conceived
and born
four years earlier for this very moment;
we waited
in quiet anticipation
and were not disappointed
a shriek colder than
the night
itself
rendered strong daddy arms
warm mommy comfort
obsolete
shrieking in reply
the child,
of pure and innocent mind
had no means of conjuring up
horrific thoughts,
the kind running through our minds
so curiosity nudged her back
onto the porch
to hear the screaming
in the woods
again
the cry for love of a red fox
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