Early in the morning
as the sun wakes the sky
begins a dusty rhythm
in the hot and dry
Tap, tap, tap
paws twitching on the dirt
Flick, flick, flick
pointed ears become alert
Scratch, scratch, scratch
claws stretched in fine brown fur
Eyes searching through the shadows
where other creatures stir
Thump, thump, thump
tails rapping out a beat
as roos are wide awake now
jumping up on two big feet
The sounds and smells of someone
feet patting one by one
moving slowly closer
end the rhythmic song
Both stop
and breathe in quiet
searching through the dawn
for other early creatures
whose songs play in the morn
