THE COYOTE AND THE MOUSE
While not a poet of great renown
Perhaps I relate to you a story with a frown
As a golf course Marshall my job can be seen as akin to a diplomat
Keeping the pace of play
Making impatient golfers happy and gay
I have a numbing early morning shift on a Saturday
Believe you I’d rather be sleeping away
But being mostly alone on this early morning shift
Natural beauty is not to be missed
Deer, rabbits, fox, falcons and increasingly lean and hungry coyotes
And in front of me a coyote joyfully playing
Oh my isn’t that creature cute!
Dancing, prancing and tossing something up in the air
My goodness it’s a mouse and but a part of the coyote’s deadly game
The brave mouse on his hind legs for a final defence
But he is no Repicheep from Chronicles of Narnia
And is gobbled up
The coyote smiles as he witnesses my horror and fascination
and trots away
Just another hunting day
And blissfully ignorant to what I have seen
The golfers continue their game
Robert K. Stephen
