M. L. Kiser Poet Nonet

Chipmunk Games

Tiny chipmunks play; chasing all day
One another through my gutters.
Fur balls of joy, Chip and Dale;
Melting my heart and soul;
Is a chipmunk’s goal.
They feel my joy;
Elation;
When they
Play.

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Heidi Sands October 5, 2018 at 4:01 PM A great Nonet! Very sweet :) Thanks for sharing. M. L. Kiser October 8, 2018 at 7:08 AM Thanks Heidi, I'm glad you enjoyed it and you're very welcome.

Silent One October 5, 2018 at 5:13 AM Aww this one is sweet... M. L. Kiser October 8, 2018 at 7:07 AM Thank you; I think they are fascinating. I have a photo of one lying on the corner of my patio, sunning. It's got one leg hanging off of the edge of the concrete, as if it's very comfortable there.

Andrea Dietrich October 4, 2018 at 6:47 PM cute and sweet!! M. L. Kiser October 4, 2018 at 8:13 PM Thanks, Andrea.

Darlene De Beaulieu October 4, 2018 at 3:07 PM Hello M.L. Kiser,I also watch the chipmunks play. They always make me laugh when they tease my sister's dog. have a nice day my friend. M. L. Kiser October 4, 2018 at 8:13 PM They are adorable; I can never watch them and not smile. Thanks.

Caren Krutsinger October 4, 2018 at 7:41 AM My sister and I used to think of ourselves as Chip and Dale. We look alike, and we had all that giggling. Elation when we played also. Thank you for the memory. M. L. Kiser October 4, 2018 at 8:19 AM You are very welcome; I love watching those little wonders.