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I watch a squirrel outside in a tree,
he seems so alive and free,
hopping from one tree to the next one,
I watch and think what fun. Down the trunk to the ground,
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Close your eyes, what do you see,
clouds of soft fluffy white,
the closer the clouds come,
it appears that you are in flight,
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War means destruction and death,
the world turned upside down in a mess,
operation Desert Shield has become
Desert Storm,
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Father Squirrel (Dedicated To My Father)
I watch a squirrel outside in a tree,
he seems so alive and free,
hopping from one tree to the next one,
I watch and think what fun. Down the trunk to the ground,
scampering, hunting all a round,
until the nuts have been found,
back up the tree he goes,
while a gentle breeze blows,
tree to tree he leaps,
you can not even hear a peep. Into his home he goes,
the winter harvest he sows,
day by day he repeats these steps,
so his family will be well kept.
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in the poem father squirrel sow means he is gathering the food for his family it is being pronounced wrong say it like sew like(sewing) but gather food -sow
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4/24/2024 3:25:52 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Very loving and caring tribute