Little Squirrel


Little Squirrel

Little squirrel,
In the tree.
I see you,
Looking at me.

Your color is red,
In your furry coat,
You look at me,
Sitting in the boat.

You’re eating the acorns,
Found in the tree,
A smile on your face,
Dropping the shells on me!

© 2009 Jimmie A. Kepler

Originally published in:
WORDS..RHYMES..POETRY & PROSE
May 2011

The poem is included in the book “Gone Electric: A Poetry Collection” available on Kindle from Amazon.

Author: Jimmie Aaron Kepler, Ed.D.

Jimmie Aaron Kepler is a full-time writer. He was born in San Antonio, Texas, to a career military father and stay at home mother. He lived in six states and attended eight different schools before graduating high school. He earned a Bachelor of Arts in History with minors in English and Military Science from The University of Texas at Arlington, Master of Arts and Master of Religious Education degrees from Southwestern Baptist Theological Seminary, as well as the Doctor of Education degree. Before writing full-time, he worked as a US Army officer for 10-years, religious educator for 18-years, and as an IT software application engineer for over 20-years. He is a widower. He lives in North Texas with his cat Lacey.