My Fox
By Elijah H
Published 27 September 2012
In the little bed,
so peaceful,
I found my fox.
He was smiling at me,
telling me about all the adventures he had.
He smells like pizza, chocolate, and swaying grass.
He is golden, silver and bronze
and feels so soft and wrinkly.
My fox is like a horse making my heart warm
and is a reminder of all the sweet memories.
He says goodnight to everybody,
my fox.
