A poem I wrote 2 years ago... It happens to be my favorite

The Ancestral Race

AZ

Rumbling and tumbling
And down they go.
Through the forest
And mounds of snow.

A cat and mouse
In a deadly game.
only one can win

only one lay claim.

Over and under
Through twig and vine.
The cat seeks his prey
He hopes to find.

Clawing and scratching
Over hill they climb.
The Ancestral race
'till end of time.