The Pious Groundhog
A groundhog
has taken up residence
in the church prayer garden.
He (we assume) is eating
the Hostas and giving our
gardener fits.
What to do?
This is not St. Francis’
wolf, no livestock
has gone missing
and not one single
human has been
devoured.
Still, there are
the Hostas to think of
and the gardener’s hours
of focused labor.
Perhaps the groundhog
might say a prayer for us
while making his daily rounds,
that we might know
the meaning of this thing
and how, charitably, to proceed.
