Daily poem 42: Marten

 

What kind of cat is this

 

that prowls at night and hunts by day

around the house and by the stream?

 

Marten, bushy-tailed and full of cheek

eats the cherries

before they are even ripe.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

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