You live

In the old wood pile behind the house

I hear

The neighbors complain about your smell

I’ve seen you

Trotting about in the late night hours

Searching

For catfood and other yummy treats

They

Plan to trap and release you

Or

Kill you if they catch you

But

Only I know where you live

And

I’m not telling

So please

When you see me don’t be afraid

I know

That you are just being “skunky”

You aren’t

Out to make my yard smell disgusting

You’re just

Doing what happy skunks do

Until the day

You leave my wood pile

I will continue

To leave you special treats on my doorstep

I will sit waiting

With camera in hand to snap your photo

And always