Getting back into the car after buying cookies from Asda,
a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it little bundle of brown, there I say, on the fence.
Marbles for eyes, tail like a question mark, hair the shade
of twenty sunsets. I point it out, body half-bowed
as if to whisper hello before bounding away, swallowed by the leaves.
Written: August 2021. Explanation: A simple poem written in my own time for display at my local library and also (partly) for the annual Summer Reading Challenge that takes place at English libraries every year. A link to my Facebook writing page can be found on my HP home page.