Wide awake to bunny tracks; a 420 character, 9-line poem

Tracking bunnies makes me hungry.

I spy long parallel splashes of hind feet followed by smaller fore paws;

the prints are 5’ apart; she’s going fast,

but here she paused to gnaw at the cherry trunk; only the hind feet show.

Next she hopped gently (the tracks just inches apart)

into the shelter of Hemlock trees.

I lift a bough to search for tracks & find Snipped Tips!

A bark & greens lunch. My tummy rumbles.