A Panther Stalks

A panther stalks the forest deep and roams the mountain high;
A silent form so dark and sleek til shrill screams split the sky.

On padded feet he stalks his prey, eyes gleaming in the dark.
The sight of his great tensile strength strikes terror in the heart.

A shadow in the moonlit night
He fears not beast nor man
By day he sleeps and keeps from sight;
By night he prowls the land.

His mate he’ll take as his alone, and fight to keep her safe.
He rules his kingdom from his throne,
Proud and strong and brave.

Take care if you should wander through
His empire on your walks,
For nature will provide his due
As the mighty panther stalks.

BY: Catherine Heart

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