by Mary E. Lowd
March 31, 2021
With the round face of an owl
Tiny hands & tiny tail
The pygmy marmoset
Is all set
To dig in
One green grape is the size
Of a watermelon
To these little eyes
Hungry maw
And rumbling belly
Munch away, little one
Eat to your heart’s content
A whole feast in a bunch of grapes
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From the book: Some Words Burn Brightly: An Illuminated Collection of Poetry
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