Vole Hola

by Alanna

They appeared slowly

Like stars one by one

Vole holes

Holes from voles

Not a rat, nor mouse, nor mole

But a vole

Image courtesy https://www.thetimes.co.uk/

Tracks from one hole to another

Blades of grass flattened by tiny feet

In the dead of night

In the light hours, they huddle

In dark underground tunnels

Dreaming vole dreams

Out of sight by the watchful attention

Of hawks, owls, and perturbed humans

Their doings impart a rather swiss cheese look to the lawn

I shrug

In thirty years here of fighting natures ways

I put them in the category of dandelions

Conceding defeat

For I know this equivalent of wild hamsters

Will party themselves out of existence

on the bottom of the food chain

leaving a lot of fat owls and smiling cats

Then life will go on

Leaving a multitude of empty holes

In my lawn.

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