So small yet fast to the ground

You stand, whiskers twitching about

On tiny scrappy feet


Your needs so few

Yet your trails so complex and many

Black pearls of eyes

Your nose moving with your breath


Your belly so white

Yet black stripes down your back

A nip on your alert ears

Maybe a skirmish, maybe unknown


You pose so still

While the camera clicks away

Not knowing if it’s predator

Or just nosy observer


Then you return to all fours

And with a flick of the tail

Scamper over rocks to the reeds


© 2017 Valerie Hathaway

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