The Fox

I found the fox in the woods She was cold and hungry I gave her all that I could I was sure that she loved me And we were thick as thieves. Through the winter I kept her warm Fed her all she desired When she told me in so many words I was the one to save her life And she would never forget And I would never be left. But then one day I ran out of bread And wood to keep the fire And when I woke I found she had fled To the house down the river And I cried all night Because I had thought she was mine.