Squirrels Know Better
Squirrels Know Better
Written By Brett Somers
On 3-17-16
Does a squirrel know it made a mess?
Does it worry its scurry
Is second best?
Ravishing nuts
Discarding shells
Leaves flying
Amongst dust feather tails
When it bolts up a tree
Does it complain about
Its ADD?
Or feel remiss
Of the breaking branch
On which it sits
Why then do I gloom
Over my disheveled room?
The stacks of paper
Heaps of clothes I plow through
Why is the word procrastination
A brick of dastardly creation?
When all along I’ve been uncovering
And discovering.
My time well spent?
Does the squirrel even reflect
On which way it went?
Who’s to say
What’s good or bad anyway
The matter that matters
Is that chamber
That pitter patters
My soul is complete
Regardless of where
I take my feet
Come on squirrel
Let’s scurry up that tree
We’ve got a nut to eat
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