I plant hundreds of bulbs in the fall
anticipating colorful blooms next spring,
such a delight.
But under my nose in the dark of night
pesky squirrels dig and dig until they have taken them all.
I wait with anticipation but to my horror
in early April, then May, no blooms appear.
This mystery has to wait
for it's a garden, I must create.
I buy half-grown bushes, with flowers already popping.
This time I watch, as the deer, rabbit, groundhog,
and squirrels continue their robbing.
My garden is once again, bloomless.
As the mystery's answers unashamedly appear.
I curse those pesky invaders as I watch them cavort.
They play, and they hop, but their murdering essence I must stop.
After hours of research, new plants are bought.
A new garden planted
All in an effort to stop the evil wrought.
My garden is lovely
with flowers and shrubbery
in all their beautiful glory
a fitting end for this sordid tale
of creatures who love to forage.
Copyright 2020 Yolanda Renée