Off into the sunset …

63.          Do Not Disturb

Hush, ‘tis but a tiny rodent—
A “wee, sleekit, cow’rin, tim’rous beastie”—
So tread softly,
Let it lie, peaceful,
With its tiny heart aflutter
Rapid pulsing through soft fur.

Approach with stealth,
Slow movements muffled,
Try not to make a sound,
Betrayed in the tell-tale flick of ear.

Then
When
Whiskers start a-trembling, twitching,
And you wonder
Did an eddy from your passing
Cause the movement
Or does the […]