Peeking from his burrow
scanning the terrain
wanting to make a breakfast run
before it starts to rain
half way out now
it blinks to the morning's dawn
contemplating
that all predators are gone
He scampers, and scurries
to the fallen nuts there on the sand
fluffs his tail
and waves it like a miniature fan
then back to his safe haven
as the rain now starts to beat
this time He has made it
life is oh so sweet
one more pop up
to dampen his tired brow
off to feed the family
He will stay inside for now.
Penned by
~ Tom Atterberry ~