Shyness

We live behind a smokescreen To keep us out of view So no one really sees us In ways that are so true We put on many faces Each moment of our day While deep inside we bristle With what we have to say We may appear quite silent Like icebergs on the sea But there below...

The Garden Invader

There’s a squirrel in my garden And its eating all my nuts Hanging from the feeder In a way that I don’t trust The pigeons in their numbers Simply stand and stare And watch their morning breakfast Vanish in thin air That bushy tailed invader Really does not care For...