These Glass patio doors - my window to the world.
I feel the sunshine, and see the rain hurled.
A squirrel with a red tail chatters at me,
nibbles a corn cob, skitters up a tree.
A mouse so small quickly scurries on by,
right under my nose, so tiny and shy.
He fills up his cheeks just like a balloon,
is gone in a flash, but he'll be back soon.
The Robin and Goldfinch devour the seed,
Starlings and Blackbirds enjoying the feed.
And once in a while a hawk on the roam
will soar and swoop down close to our home.
At night the feisty Badgers gather 'round,
eat all our birdseed, pull feeders down;
but the biggest and best of them all are the deer,
I always can hear and smell when they're near.
My hair stands on end and I bark and I jump;
chased a fawn once, the doe stayed on my rump.
When the children come to spend some time,
I take care of them, for they are all mine.
I always go with my humans by car
to watch over them, wherever they are.
It's my job to take care of my family.
for you see, they're all the world to me.
That's so true, that's how my dog really thinks, that we all belong to him...I find funny the way you right your poems, i really like it,and this one is really good as the way you start it ( " These Glass patio doors - my window to the world.") , it made me look to my dog, poor one i have to take him out more!!!!
cia,
Kiki