Chuck Toll Poems
We neither pity other creatures nor feel sorry
for ourselves. Life does what it must, so do we.
We accept what there is: snakes, bugs, mice,
Squirrels, hares, trash and cats—all are nice.
We build our dens well hidden and secure,
Each made with double exits to be sure.
We honor females’ right to choose their mate;
We pair for life and share a common fate.
We keep our tails down, but our eyes are up.
We teach a wise discretion to each pup.
Imperatives of Life we honor and fulfill.
If we must chew off a paw in a trap, we will.
We will ...
Our young son wheezes softly in his sleep
In the middle of our bed, arms embracing
Stuffed animals, favorite blanket in hand.
For years, our bed has been his bed as well.
He knows his formal bedroom is elsewhere,
And he will go there if my wife and I insist.
But absent guests or relatives, we rarely do.
He always smiles on climbing in with us.