by Edward Ahern
When was it
That we quit killing animals
And they opted to come back.
Neighborhood densely packed with humans
Are somehow settled by
Squirrels and possums and skunks
Song birds and crows and ducks
Raccoons and chipmunks and mice
Blue jays and woodpeckers and grackles
Deer and rats and feral cats
All visited by coyotes.
Surprising amount of room at the inn.
Ed Ahern resumed writing after forty odd years in foreign intelligence and inyernational sales. He has his original wife, but advises that after forty eight years they are both out of warranty. He has had over a hundred stories and poems, and two books, published so far.