So young, so tiny.
Her little eyes are not yet open, but she comes
out from the secret space, the place of refuge
seeking her brother and sister.
So small, in such a vast world.
It is enough to break my heart.
She finds her sib by smell alone
and cuddles close for comfort,
not quite old enough
to forage for herself.
How will she fare?
Her sister inspects the offerings
of seeds, and nuts, and water -
the fundaments of life
beneath her questing nose.
These are strange to her, who knew
nothing save her mother's milk.
But now they must suffice.
It is the season of new life,
the wheel turns anew.