Nan
By Lucy A
Published 26 August 2022
Two specks of light in the gloomy dark,
Moving swiftly through the bush,
Pouncing, stopping,
Pouncing, stopping,
Padding on the rough, red bark.
Then they stop,
Move side to side
Left, right, left, right,
The padding stops.
There's twelve gleaming dots,
The dots of dazzling, delicate delight
A possum clan,
The home of Nan,
Nan,
The two specks of light.