Fox

Like the sweetest soul in my
Body I hold him close at night
Like there is nothing else to hold
As if I will never let go of
His small soft body, calm to touch
The comfort of a thousand hugs
Cannot even begin to measure
Up to the warmth of my small
Russet fox.
My dear Geode this is for
Your small joys that each day
You give me though you are
Never aware of it you tiny
Russet fox.