My Squirrel
My squirrel is
sneaking up the bark
of the mulberry tree,
trying to remain
hidden as he
steals giant
paw fulls of
bird seed out
of my red bird feeder.
I smile at his smartness.
And his sneakiness at
not being seen.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018
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