You are eating clover
You are snacking in our garden.
You are doing nothing wrong
This is your home too
We coexist together.
We are one
We share our world.
We will leave some clover for you
You are not a pest.
We share the world
We are small.
We are quiet
We blend in
We are misunderstood
We take up space. No matter how small it feels.
It is our world too.
The shouts from the workers on the golf course alert the start of the day
You flee back to the garden. I flee to the house for quiet
We are quiet
They are louder
We are sharing the world with them too
Peaceful poem!
Beautiful