"Evening Run"
Once there was a forest, in the forest was a man
he was running over stick and stone and don`t know of a plan.
The beasts was us telling that he scared of a snail
because that he leaved the trail.
There was a fox who kill a dove 
and because that him scared, he jumped above.
There comes a bat and he thinks that was a cat.
When a deer arrive he think he don´t survive.
And when the moonlight shows a owl he began to crawl.
At the end of the story the beasts
who tried to kill him said :
`its a pity, for that he did he don`t paid

(small poetry written by my son)
36,5 × 53 cm
Oil & tempera on wood panel

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