Cougar’s First Snow

Cougar's First Snow

Cougar’s First Snow

Cougar was quite surprised at his first snow.
His black, soft fur contrasted with the white.
His yellow-green eyes were brightly aglow.
And he wandered about in dark of night
only to find there was nowhere to go.
So he fell asleep in the pale moonlight.
I could not find him at first, the  next day–
his tracks led straight to the bird feeding tray.

C Copyright, 2013, Freeda Baker Nichols

This poem is by the Ottava Rima pattern. Three a-b pairs that end in a couplet.

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