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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=344671" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On Seeing My First Fox</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=344671" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Travelling on a train through Surrey, close to Virginia Water –<br>Due to engineering works, my route had been slightly altered –<br>I decided to look out of the window, so I turned my head, <br>And it was then I spotted a lightning flash of orangey-red.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=344671" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Of course, I’d seen many pictures of foxes in books and on TV, <br>But an actual living, breathing one, had never been seen by me.<br>Thrilled by what I was seeing, I gave a small gasp of delight; <br>It was the first time I’d seen a fox, so it was a memorable sight.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=344671" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I was excited at seeing the fox, and I was unable to hide my surprise.<br>Foxes are one of my favourite animals and I couldn’t believe my eyes.<br>He was on the embankment, and, from the train, he headed away.<br>I only glimpsed the fox quite briefly, but it really made my day.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=344671" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I’ve been lucky enough to glimpse a few more foxes since then, <br>But you never can tell where they will turn up or, indeed, when. <br>On a train journey to Birmingham, I was as watchful as can be: <br>Luck was with me that day, as I saw not one, not two, but three! </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=344671" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I spotted a fox, carrying its prey in its mouth, crossing over a field.<br>Foxes need to eat to stay alive, but I felt sorry for the rabbit it killed.<br>My sightings of them, over the years, I have noted down in my diary.<br>I love their sleek outline, long, thick bushy tail, and their fur so fiery.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=344671" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">They are a fine animal in appearance, but they can be a real pest; <br>They can cause havoc, when they hunt like a mad thing possessed.<br>Despite having been on many trains, sightings of foxes are rare; <br>So if I’m lucky enough to spot one, I can’t help but sit and stare.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Angela+Wybrow">Angela Wybrow</a></strong></div>

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