Thursday, July 16, 2009


I had my morning coffee with a squirrel
and thought about Emily Dickenson and
Beatrix Potter with their squirrels.

Ours played beneath the corner bench
scrubbing through mulch,
intent on finding some yummy thing.

For one moment I turned my back,
set down my coffee and the last of my toast.

Ohhhh that mischievous neighbor!
But I should have known.

Wonder who enjoyed more
the crispy crunch,
the seeds and grains?

I decided that I did,
for mine was topped with
delightful entertainment,
joy and laughter.

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