Winter Is Not Forever

I, Squirrel, now await the coming Spring; as the ground thaws, my hunt for nuts begins. To life's sweet treasures, happily, I cling; from Spring, through Summer, Fall- survival wins. Now, Winter's cold- the ground is frozen tight; those nuts I buried- nowhere to be found. So hard to shelter from the wind at night; inside a hollow tree trunk, I stay bound. I know Spring's coming- feel it getting close; the days- becoming longer, slow but sure. But, I dismiss the cons and choose my pros; for now, to feed my hunger- there's a cure. I found a see-thru house where birds can feed and figured out a plan- help me survive. It's suctioned to a window, but with speed, I jump up high, then crawl within- and thrive! They watch me by the window from inside Somehow, I know that I am safe and spared. I think they smile since I am long and wide- yet, squeeze inside the feeder, unimpaired! I know Spring's coming- feel it in the air Winter is not forever- it will pass. For now, I take my pros and say a prayer; rebirth of Spring will bring me greener grass. January 20, 2023 Contest: Winter Is Not Forever Sponsor: BJ Legros Kelly Required Theme: "A poem on the theme of 'Winter is not Forever'- a sweet look at the hope of Spring from an animal's point of view."