General Poetry posted May 15, 2022

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A poem

The Squirrels

by PoeticXscape

Walking up the "mountain" in the infancy of day.
To visit the creatures who are eager to play.
They were waiting for feeding and good company.
I hope they are happy that it comes from me.
I'm feeding the squirrels.

The sun came out and parted the clouds.
Which of course gathered the crowds.
Well, that's what I guessed.
But hardly anyone around to leave me stressed.
As I visit the squirrels.

Others followed, of the feathered variety.
To make themselves known to society.
I greeted a robin and held a bluetit on my hand.
Only a fellow nature lover would understand.
When I went to see the squirrels.

Getting there was a pain in my legs and my mind.
But I was determined to leave the city behind.
No company could comfort me so.
Like the animals that I've come to know.
Birds, bees, flowers, trees and the squirrels.


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