Poetry: The Thoughtful Squirrel

I need time to think, thought the squirrel, High up in a tree in the middle of winter. Yes, it was the exact center of the season When collecting acorns Should be done. But he had none. Months of play Did so pass Until he was Out of gas. Kaput Without A nut. Maybe thinkingContinue reading “Poetry: The Thoughtful Squirrel”