Pesky Raccoon
In my trash I saw her one day
Going through my cans
Why me I had to ask
And I hollered while she ran
She sped there fast away
And I picked the pieces up
Her image in my mind remained
And I resented her very much
She had a weakness for leftover sweets
As she sorted through the food
I sprinkled some pepper on a treat
But she ate the pepper too
One day I saw her in a tree
With cubs I did not know
I was moved and put some dog food out
With each a shiny bowl
That day something changed in me
And I didn’t despise her there
She had a family she needed to feed
And I was moved to care