Coyote - Poem by Connie Yost
A coyote's eyes are seldom seen,
I think they're glowing yellow!
A coyote's known to howl and scream,
An omnipresent fellow.
At four a.m. I often hear
His haunting, wailing cries!
Circling 'round the chicken coop,
A patrolling shadow flies!
I once did glimpse his wily form,
But I've never seen his eyes!
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