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May 2014
Once the sun came up it was game on
Quickly he chuffed across the hardwood floor
So quiet so soft you can barely hear his little steps
Like a mouse causing cheese
The only thing on his mind was making it to the door

The door opened
Now it was a race
For him being inside was like being trapped in a jail cell
Every second was wasted if it wasn't outside
Now was his time it's on

With one move he slipped out
Finally he was outside
The sun was shining and the wind was blowing
Birds were chirping and kids were laughing
This was his element he was the protector

Yet there was something lurching
It wasn't welcome
Dark and mysterious this creature was
So much bigger then him
His territory was invaded

He was needed he was the hunter and this was his prey
The fight was underway
He would jump at one flinch
For such a little guy he could go three feet off the ground
For a protector he could be easily scared

The invasion was taking over
With only three strikes he was out
And sadly that’s the rule of the game
His nine lives were out
A hero has fallen

Hopefully one day I will find his body
Although he is gone I always feel his presence
Sometimes I think I hear him walking downstairs
The protector did his part
Long live the hero


*Based on a true story

-MMM
Albero Centrale
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