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.
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Published by Jimmie Kepler
Jimmie 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 has earned a Bachelor of Arts, Master of Religious Education, Master of Arts, and the Doctor of Education degrees.
Before writing full-time, he worked as a US Army officer for 8-years, religious educator for 18-years, and as an IT software engineer for over 20-years. He is a widower. He lives in North Texas with his cat Lacey.
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