'Little White Squirrel' Poem by atraeyee purkait

I saw her… I saw her… yes I saw her,
I saw my little white squirrel baby.
Hopping …jumping …playing between the trees,
Exploring the green garden in own way.

Chubby chicks with dazzling black eyes,
Impatiently brave to explore what ever comes by.
White fury soft tail jeweled behind,
Tweaking to the tunes of untamed wind.

Climbing from one branch to other,
Soon she was on the crown of the tree.
To share her victory she looked around,
Golden fields ready to harvest all around.

Soon she realized the house in between the fields,
She gazed the vista with questioning eyes.
Quickly realized the wind was burly enough,
She hopped back overcoming the obstacles on her way.

Victorious brave squirrel came back to her den – my shoe box,
Narrated her voyage to the other little squirrels quiescent inside.
Soon she realized watching eyes – her mom and I standing behind,
Eagerly she narrated the quest she won and waited for a reply.

I took her in my hand brushed her tail,
Kissed my white little squirrel again and again.
I felt the pride in her eyes…I am happy she is safe,
How I wish I could understand what she said.