If I were a squirrel, how happy I’d be
If I were a squirrel, how happy I’d be.
What joy I would feel while jumping from tree to tree.
Each branch I see would hold such possibilities.
I could climb higher if I chose that branch.
Over to the next tree would be a fun choice.
Yet again, there I see a more enticing branch
On that other much taller tree?
I have made my decision finally.
I will leap to that one with sure agility.
I steady my hind legs and ready them to go.
I launch my body right into the air.
Reach with my legs, engaging all four,
To land quite easily on my pre-picked point.
The humans I watch seem to think I’ll fall.
It is such fun to fool them all.
Just to amuse them I run straight down one tree,
I land on the ground with a rustle of leaves.
My speed and agility continue to assist me.
As I tear up the turf with my tiny little paws,
Straight up another tree I climb quite easily.
This is fun, but I can’t play all day!
For winter is quickly coming my way.
There is much work to do.
I must prepare for my winter very carefully.
My favorite Oak tree waits with my nest.
Now I must drop to the ground my carefully picked nuts.
The Humans below jump with a start,
For my nuts have fallen very close to where they stand.
Over they move to set their minds at ease.
They look at each other as if to say,
“If I didn’t know better,
I would think that darn squirrel was aiming at me.”
The next bunch of nuts I have ready to drop.
Before I let go I adjust just a tad.
I make sure that no branch will obstruct,
Their perfectly planned fall to hit the target I marked.
Away they go falling rapidly down,
To smack one silly human on the top of his crown!
“Damn, I was right! That darn squirrel was aiming at me!”
“I even think that chattering sound is him laughing at me!”
Off they run out of my way.
I am glad my plan worked,
For I have much to accomplish today!
Down to the ground I return after awhile.
I gathered my collection and stuffed my cheeks full.
Now I need to find the right spot,
To dig a secret hole and burry the whole lot.
My work is finally done for the day.
I wonder if tomorrow those humans
Will again come out to play?
OH YES!
If I were a squirrel, how happy I’d be.
I would run, work and play with grace and perfect agility!
If I were a squirrel, how happy I’d be!!!!
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