From Writing Notebook 2021, published in 2022.
259.
Masquerade as flies –
camouflage as wall. We crawl
heads-up sticky-feet
We hear secrets and we hear
arguments. We know you well.
6/20/21
261.
the white hawk takes up
our back yard into his route
the months-old rabbit
ventures out from the bushes
I so hope that he will live.
6/22/21
Claudia McGill Writes Poetry, Did You Know That? 
I am that rabbit!
We have a lot of hawks in “my” sky over my yard, and some little rabbits. It’s a tough place for them to grow up, I try to cheer them on.
The second poem could very well be depicting a regular scene in my back yard. We have a resident red tailed hawk in one of our trees and I have regularly seen him swoop down to take chipmunks, squirrels, and sometimes rabbits.
I recently saw a hawk flying off with what I think was a struggling chipmunk. Some small animal, anyway. A sobering sight!