Running through the forest
Oils & Resin
40 x 30 CM
As I gallop through the forest turning east and west,
thinking how on Earth could Robbin build its nest?
Smell of grass, ponds with toads on my path sticks in my nose.
I am hiding from the wild boar, I hope it doesn’t see me, I heard he is grumpy and quite greedy.
I stopped, lowered my head for a while and listen,
I won’t come alone next time this is a lesson.
He passed away oh how I’m lucky!
I turned quick to the right I felt so funny.
I headed home, I rushed. I need to find the way I must!
Then all of a sudden, I fell to the ground, sucked down by the muddy go round!
I twisted my body to get out, grabbed the nearest roots I could find.
Finally, I got out all muddy and swine. I just lost my shoe! How bizarre!
Who knew I would be laced into a muddy swamp, but at last I found my home way path!