Today's poem is by Patricia Clark
You can have the grackle whistling blackly
from the feeder as it tosses seed,
If I can have the red-tailed hawk perched
imperious as an eagle on the high branch.
You can have the brown shed, the fieldmice
hiding under the mower, the wasp's nest on the door,
If I can have the house of the dead oak,
its hollowed center and feather-lined cave.
You can have the deck at midnight, the possum
vacuuming the yard in its white prowl,
If I can have the yard of wild dreaming, pesky
raccoons, and the roaming, occasional bear.
You can have the whole house, window to window,
roof to soffits to hardwood floors,
If I can have the screened porch at dawn,
the Milky Way, any comets in our yard.
Copyright © 2004 Patricia Clark All rights reserved
from Smartish Pace
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission
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