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:
May 2011

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

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