Two pairs of black tipped ears peak over
the sun-bleached grass. Alert they twitch,
then gallop, gambol, giddily roll,
over and over, intoxicated.

This frenzy of rolling frollicking ends
a heap of writhing rusty yelps.
Beneath lies Reynard, dutifully watching,
made weary by new life’s first breaths.

The highlight of today? Two handsome fox cubs playing in the garden.
(23.06.25)

© Ben Quant 2025
Photo by Brett Jordan on Unsplash