We spotted her on our lush green lawns
Hopping along with grasshoppers
Catching and relishing the insects
she hungered for
We named her Naughty.
She grew to be the pet of many
Milk and biscuits and love
She looked forward to each morning
Naughty lived her life within the walls of our campus.
She littered a brood of six
In the dark safety of the rain drains down below
The first thunder showers played spoil sport
Distraught next day she beckoned for help
By then they were washed away.
She mourned for weeks on end
Mellowed yet naughty lived
with love and care showered on her
Till one day she did not greet us.
Our search took us behind the flowering bushes
Naughty lay calm, cold and lifeless
We buried her right there!
In her wisdom she troubled none
We grieved yet shamed by her grace.
