Dropping By

a visit

I was talkin to my visitor

Just the other day

He’d come down from the trees above

To eat and have his say

 

And say, he did

Making quite a racket

Then he ate all my birdseed 

Consuming an entire packet

 

I asked why his tail had such a curve

He replied, “So I can swish and swerve!”

Which he did constantly

Travelin tree to tree

 

When he’d finishing scoffin

And went back upon the run

I wondered were I a squirrel

Would I enjoy all that climbin fun

 

But now I’m old and grey

My knees no longer have their say

So it will be just in my mind

That I’ll join that little squirrel’s climb

 

Author's Note

vacuefy

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Another nature poem, and very nice it is too. I love squirrels. We used to get quite a few in our garden. They used to bury walnuts, but now the walnut tree has died, we don't see them as much. Neither do we have little walnut trees sprouting up all over the gsrden. I kinda miss them Dave.

Chris

[john l smith]

Yes Chris, time for a few happy to see U nature poems
Still holidaying?
Such decadence

[Chris Shaw]

Yep, still in Brixham. Will be going home Sunday. Having a great time. Hope you are having a happy Friday.

[john l smith]

having unhappy brake problems so things could be better
All in a life (,)

[Chris Shaw]

Aw sorry to hear that.............

[kentuck14]

Hey Dave, I have to say that this poem is a bit "squirrelly"! Those guys seem to be everywhere. I do admire how they do what they do. and I admire what you did with this poem.
T.

[john l smith]

4 sure a bit of a squirrelly tale K14
Enjoy