The Show Goes On

Leo Dolan

The Show Goes On

Under the feeder (high in a tree), snow sits with patience. Paws disagree. Feathered shadows. Muffled sun. Succulent seeds only claws away.

The predator perches with breath so still. Eyes alert to every chirp, but kitty only came to have some fun.

The stage is set for the opening dance. Places. Places. Opening day.

Wait! Fur whirls. Feathers fly. Warning! Warning! Something's wrong. Change the plans, the scenes, the song. Like a school offish, they fly off with a screech.

The show will repeat as everyone knows. Another day brings other shows. "Ho Hum," she purrs, the innocent one. "Only came to have some fun."

And yawns.