Dead Squirrel

Dead Squirrel

Dead Squirrel
Oh Dear Squirrel
How you loved to jump and leap
The passage of time transpired
Your Spirit in a heap
Furry little critter you were
How did the tradgedy occur?
To cause you on your back
Was it something that you lack?
Such courage to use strength
Hopping branches at great length
Gathering food stuffs for winter
Never mind the splinter
Your life here, it just carries on
Not that we didn’t appreciate
There’s only so much time to meditate
Now if you’ll excuse me – collaborate!

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About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter word...love!
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