A Chipmunk's Song In Winter

Winter is not forever. In fact, I’m not fully asleep like hibernating bears are. On a warm day you might see me creep. up and out of my burrow, often pushing snow piles away. I like to run in the sun, but never all day do I play. You might catch me scurrying with a mouth like an over-sized pouch. Many are my predators, but believe me – I am no slouch. I’m nimble and fast on my feet, dodging large birds, raccoons or your cat! A whole winter’s worth of acorns I store in two days. Imagine that! However, I’m weary of these long naps. I miss springtime’s berries and seeds, fresh mushrooms and insects so yummy. A five-ounce size chipmunk has needs! I can’t wait to raid those bird feeders. This spring better get here and fast. But for the time being, no worries. The food that I’ve hoarded can last! Jan. 2, 2023 For the 'Winter is not Forever' Poetry Contest Now for Brian Strand's the 'PREMIER CHOICE no 1190' Poetry Contest