Red Squirrels
The red squirrels forage among the fallen leaves
Searching for peanut hulls magically appearing,
After an old man comes out in rolled-up sleeves
Scattering special treats for the animals endearing,
They think he is friendly, though never too close
Keeping their distance they observe him carefully,
Those humans always a threat to animals pose
But they accept his nutritious offerings gleefully.
Chattering to each other while stuffing their jaws
The red squirrels are storing up food for the winter
Ripping open the hulls with their razor-sharp claws
They fill their bellies with these kernels for dinner.
Afterward, they curl up in their nests for a snooze
Content with their habitat, they do as they choose.
Written October 30, 2022
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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