Sunlight drifts through mossy strands
From gnarled fingers of a mighty Oak's hands
Creatures calling from darkened holes
Infant fuzzies...warm and bold
Three pairs of eyes with masked delight
Clicking their greetings...welcoming night
One bold little infant, his claws hung out
To taste this challenge and walk about
Each fingered grip is carefully stroked
For new nerves calling on this mighty oak
Testing nature...the dare is here
Little masked creature crawling there
A tad too high then a shrieking call
"Momma come get me...I'm not this tall! "
She beckons to her "batman" with soothing clicks
"Back on down Sugar...and do it quick!"
Siblings echo Morse-coded calls
"Strong tiny masked one, please don't fall!"
Momma and me with knuckled breaths
Pray for this baby with heart felt depth
Finally secure with others in tow
Momma Raccoon...striped tail a flow
Gathers her babies, safe for this night
Til dare calls the wee ones for another test flight
I saw your "pet" Bill. "KEWT!" I have raised baby raccoons and they were loving creatures just a might inquisative and a lil destructive in an educational way for themselves.
--susan
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on January 19, 2003
Very good Susan, the animales (racoons?) look so neat, but you wouldn't dare touch one. By the way, in keeping with natures scene, would YOU LIKE A SWEET PUSSY?
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You gave me a smile in remembering a pet raccoon I had 20 years ago. What fun we had!
-James
Jack
--susan
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