Encounter....

Sit on my fishing chair

near the river's edge

watching the rips

of the water slowly

drifting past

the overcast

of the sun

behind some

cloud did hide

I heard a

rustle behind me

 and out

popped

a  big brown bear

beside me.

I sat

so quiet

and so

very still

he sniffed me

and then

just

wander off.

I sighed

a heavy relief

from within

and then

a smile

came

upon

my shocked face

I then

just carried on

sitting

and fishing

on

my little chair.

Reviews

[Lyn Anderson]

Nicely narrated. I like the ending, harkening to goldilocks. One thing, I think you might have been autocorrected on sighed - where signed is 4th stanza