I felt a shake and maybe a cry; the air was crisp but no one had died. I suddenly felt soft fur against my feet and I let out a shiver. There I lay with a family of foxes guarding my sleep and against my shoulder.
Waiting patiently to awake from my dream; they lead me to a winding path covered with green. I thanked them and they agreed. The sound of a babbling brook and animals pattering; I had to see what else might be. The leaves crunching under my feet, the foxes smiling and the child that lived along the lane made me forget that nothing was to be gained.
The family of foxes let out a sigh and said, "we have arrived."
They lead me further into the wood and a house came into view. As we walked closer the trees looked as though they were giving us a show, making the house seem more beautiful as it was so.
There lay a table set for tea, especially made for me. The foxes suggested we play outside; they know the outside. We lay upon the grass so long and tall. I squinted at the sun and managed a smile; my smile grew wider as some horses ran by. Another place to be, just a word to say. Just another love to give and a diamond day.