16DEC25
as long as I could
all is still
not a sound
waiting until
bigfoot comes around
with no motion
except the eyes in our face
with this much devotion
we could die in place
as we wait
on our big friend
here our fate
could be our end
do this betting
bigfoot we'll meet
screw this I'm getting
something to eat
may be made an outcast
maybe they should
but I did last
as long as I could
That is probably goofier than what I usually come up with. This poem may expose the fact that I am not a dedicated bigfoot hunter. But I do enjoy reading about and listening to the people who are dedicated in their pursuit.
I hope that you find happiness, amusement and success in whatever you pursue on this Tuesday. Smile along the way!
NOTE: If you are new to the blog there is a menu with bigfoot and other content. On a computer it will be at the top of your screen. On a tablet or mobile device it will be in the top right hand corner. It will be the 3 stacked slashes to the right of the word ASTRA.