To A Squirrel At Kyle-Na-No Poem by William Butler Yeats

To A Squirrel At Kyle-Na-No

Rating: 4.2


Come play with me;
Why should you run
Through the shaking tree
As though I'd a gun
To strike you dead?
When all I would do
Is to scratch your head
And let you go.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Roger Williamson 19 September 2019

Simple but perfect a poem to remember when meeting all wild life.

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Indira Renganathan 02 December 2016

An amusing poem on the squirrel not to fear.....nice

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William Butler Yeats

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