And a tiger-cat chases their toes

A drop of water falls from a leaf
Splashing to the ground
To set off the fliers in their game
They rocket forward
Their dangling feet graze the dew-soaked grass
And a tiger-cat chases their toes
Her belled collar makes sweet noises
In the crisp morning air

 
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