I wrote the following poem after seeing a mink in the wild for the first time. I was hiking with my dad near the river and spotted the little guy through my binoculars. It was so amazing to see!! Being in nature makes me so happy. :)
Meeting a Mink
Jet black fur, against a backdrop of white
Two contrasting pieces
That somehow fit perfectly into place.
I watch in wonder as your whimsical form prances
Soundlessly across the snow,
Before you disappear,
Hidden down a hole.
Shy nymph of the winter,
Your brief presence has brightened my day.
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