A special time in a special place
A vulpesaur sleeps.
A crested dinosaur mixed with fox,
Is rested beneath his food.
A large patch of green in the backyard garden.
Full of ferns of many shapes and sizes
An herbivore’s lush haven.
His personal garden of comfort.
The heat of the glowing sun,
Heats his orange and white fur.
And the soft cool breeze,
Keeps him cool.
Dreams full of lakes and leaves.
Fill his sleeping mind.
Hunting invisible prey with bow in paw,
His signature blue and purple bow.
Personal dreams creep into view.
Grooming pets that are long passed.
Experiencing goals that are now impossible.
Depressing dreams that do not wake him.
His dreams switch moods once again.
Back to the lakes and the shores.
His claws sink into the moist soil.
Just before he wades in the cool water.
Right before his crest dips below the surface,
The dream ends and his eyes flutter open.
A smile creeps across his face
As he reaches over and plucks a frond.
The fern fronds makes the perfect snack,
For the perfect day after the perfect nap.
Written by: Fane Star