chipmunk's sense of danger

Like Totally notices a chipmunk   

who leaves a cover of giant hosta leaves and pauses at her sight.

Fourth of July Two Thousand Fifteen is cloudy with prophesy of rain.

Her absent mind is pausing at the chipmunk.

The chipmunk's still; she stirs a little,

but the chipmunk merely continues watching her.

Now she is still, but chipmunk frights under the hosta plant. 

Like Totally is totally perplexed:

What is the length of waiting for a chipmunk?

Is it the length time, like she believes it is,

or chipmunk’s sense of danger? 

Like Totally walks upstairs to look for something.

It must have been last Independence Day

that her son's asked her to repair three pairs of shorts.

She finds them in the bedroom on the chair

and sews the buttons on.