Some come alone, some come

 in groups; some are wary, some are bold;

some linger, some do not,

but all are agreed –

deer, rabbits, raccoons, possums,

turtles, and toads –

that we are the deluded visitors

who think we own what can’t be owned,

an earth that must be shared.


This entry was posted in poetry.

One comment on “Here

  1. I like this, Joan.


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