Everything in Nature suggests the infinite. ~Henry James Slack, English journalist, activist, and science writer

I

Wondered

Why my new

Plants didn’t seem

To be growing well.

I peeked a bit closer

And saw a nest of babies!

Bunnies tucked into each other,

Fast asleep in my whiskey barrel.

Eating my snapdragons and my dahlia.

What was their mother thinking, I wondered,

As I stood and watched them slowly stir.

Didn’t she smell my Monkey dog

And know he’d be after her

And those babies as soon

As they vaulted free

From their cocoon?

Another

Problem.

Sigh.

Note: Poetry form is Double Etheree.