They run and jump
and dive and leap
and climb and fly
from tree to tree.
Their bushy tails tall
and their little claws discreet
as they chase each other
with cheetah-like speed.
They flip and flop
and bend and reach
and wrangle up
the kids they teach.
They move about
before my eyes
as I sit and wait.
There is do doubt
I’d eat these guys
if ever my dinner’s late.
Autumn Siders 