When the raiders came, survival was to the strong and fleet of foot…
Fast As A Fox by Michael Doyle Run, run Fast as a fox Hide, hide Inside the rocks Deep, deep Inside the grotto Weep, Weep Hidden In the shadow Blood falls like rain Inceptively, life drains Flowing rich and warm Death to life conforms The wolves chase through wood Fire's secrets understood Excalibur sinks into its stone Blood spills to atone (c) July 19, 2020 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved