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A Squirrels Tears
How do I describe such distress? A squirrel sat on a lower limb, His mother had chased him from the nest. His heart was broken, in upheaval, a mess. His home gone. His mother turning her back so new. Oh what, oh what will he ever do? Each breath he takes is a mighty gulp, Then the sound so soulful with every shout. Cries of pain were so deeply felt, That every bout rips my heart inside out. It renders me tearful to hear the sounds flow… The need to help him drives me so, How could his mother yield such a blow? But he is wild and won’t let me help his woe. A human I’d hold so warm and tight. I’d build a nest for him if it were right. But I know he won’t accept my help, As he cries on and on in his plight. For an hour he tore my heart to shreds… Then finally a young squirrel came from another tree, instead. Together they ran off fulfilling his needs… His cries stopped. He’d found what he wanted with those pleas… Now if mankind could only help those in need, with such simplicity.
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