Early Spring
Squirrels are scampering over the back yard
Finding the stashes they missed during winter,
Looking very self-satisfied and accomplished
Tails shimmering, signs of mating energies.
Seems rather early to me, but they know
More than I about the approach of early spring,
And the necessities of early reproduction, while
Branches of the sycamore are bare and waiting,
While they seek out the sturdiest places
In the crotch of limbs where no cats dare climb.
Before they nest, I think they are holing up
In large pile of leaves I left along the fence row
This year because I heard they generate heat
For small animals during the cold winter nights.
FIRST PLACE WINNER
Brian Strand Contest
written February 27, 2022
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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