Night Shift Change in the Glen

This lovely lady visited our bird feeder and she is always welcome!

Ma Hen snuggles chicks for rest

Mother Bat wakes hers to play

As workers at evening shift change 

Each begins and ends their day


Father Snake glides home

on his silky self-made train

in crumpled suit and tie

caught in the rush hour rain


Stare-eyed feather alarm clock 

Ms Owl hoots the night awake

Little fox sleepily stretches in

his flat above neighbor snake


 a gal who's both driver and bus

is multitasking Mrs. Opossum

with eight little joeys in tow 

now that's one very busy mum! 


Brother bear nods "g'night, ma'am"

heading home with dozy stumble

munching bedtime snack of berries 

gives him such a silly mumble


let's not forget Raccoon with

his handsome bandit mask

washing lunch in the river

is this critter's endless task


Milady skunk emerges for

the woodland cocktail hour

wrapped in her finest furs

like a queen in her bower


the deer family creeps out

to feast at our bird feeder

satiated on the nuts and seeds

retreats to forest of cedar


in the room in the house

overlooking the forest glen

a freshly bathed and PJ's lad

beds down in his own den


his rest arrested by many

inquiries large and small 

about animals he sees and hears

much wondering about them all


"where do fish sleep and when?"

asks the nodding boy of dad

to prolong the nightly ritual

as pop tucks in his weary lad


"We'll speak on the morrow 

of your perplexities, my son"

yawns the nearly sleeping father

"but for tonight, your papa's done!"


And satisfied with promises

he knows his daddy will keep

like the woodland creatures 

the boy snuggles down to sleep


 Amen and good night to all


For my grandson Moses who asks and answers many, many, many, many questions. And to his mother, Mrs. Opossum. 


 



 







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