Rabbits eat my lettuce
Squirrels steal my pears
Raccoons peak in my windows and freak me out when they stare
Opossum at my back door
Woodchuck under the shed
Garter snakes slither and stop my heart nearly dead
Toads in all directions hopping here and there
Neighbor’s cats adding scents for which I don’t particularly care
Japanese Beetles and June Bugs and May Flies
Might make you wonder why I garden, why I even try?
You might say I like it, or love it at the least
For why else would I put up with these less than sightly beasts?
As I venture outside to plant and weed and water
I realize there’s nothing that rhymes with rodent
I only wish my garden wasn’t their fodder
Kate
Walnuts n Pears 