A little tribute to another animal for which I have a soft spot. These darling Australian marsupials have a membrane between the wrist and ankle, enabling them to glide from tree to tree.
Sugar Glider: Beauty in Small Things
When all the bushland fades and sleeps,
And twilight turns to opal-black,
From safe inside his nest he peeps
And through his treetop kingdom creeps
With stretching limbs and arching back.
Caught in haze ‘tween beast and bird,
This mammal with the gift of flight,
An homage to all things absurd,
But few have seen and few have heard
His secret dealings in the night.
Words © Christina Y