Our Passionate Disagreement.

Little creatures,

harmless - safe -

crowd within my modest plot.

Fluffy, fuzzy, at times plumed

walk my yard

but ne’r intrude.

Fellows, neighbors, desired guests,

celebrating snowy rests

with garden greens

and my unwanted pests.

Welcome, enter, build your nests!

Free your songs and be blessed!

Birth your babes.

In them, invest!

Undistressed.

Toothed rodents,

marmots,

birds -

Unwanted squatters,

robbers,

thieves.

Problematic!

Superfluous.

Inherited.

Unbidden.

Unwanted.

Offensive.

Friendless gatecrashers,

intruders in our space.

Get out!

Leave!

Shoo!

Scatter!

Heed my dominion

or your heads I will batter.

Your nests, I assure you,

I will destroy, and

your holes I shall fill -

Your descendants?

May they not exist.

What lies between fellow and varmint?

Invited guest and trespasser?

How can such lively critters

both give and steal our joy?