Children's Poem: Sonoran Kangaroo
Mostly eyes,
back feet,
and six-inches
of tip-tufted tail
comprise
this silky seed-eater
who sleeps all day,
then forages
desert scrub and bush,
packing the night’s cache
in a pouch on each cheek.
If you are more quiet
than the silent night-glide
of a wide-eyed owl,
or can lie coyote-quiet
near the mesquite
shedding its seedy beans,
you might happen to see
a kangaroo rat provisioning,
but, oh, my, if you do:
ready yourself for a B-I-G
surprise as this palm-sized
hunter leaps its nine-foot leap,
then again and again
deep deep into the safe night.
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