From One Nut to Another
Oh, how I love to watch the little squirrels at work and at play.
Gathering their numerous nuts off the walnut tree each sunny day.
Filling their little cheeks with nuts until they were jam-packed.
Then running to their dwellings and watching them come back.
“This year those squirrels aren’t getting the best of me.”
“I certainly can outwit a squirrel so I will climb that tree.”
My husband cherishes that old Walnut tree and never got one nut.
For the squirrels would take every single one of them, O’ tut, tut
So one year Jim decided to pick them before the squirrels had a chance.
Took his bucket and climbed the tree, splitting his brand new pants.
But he didn’t give up until every nut was gone then the other nut climbed down.
He was so proud of the hard job he had done, as he looked around.
He sat the filled huge buckets outside the garage doors as we left for the store.
When we pulled in the driveway, I burst into laughter that came from my very core.
For in the bucket there were seven little tails flopping side to side.
Gathering all those nuts Jim picked with such emotional pride.
When we got close to the little guys, they looked up with their bulging cheeks.
It was as if they were saying thank you to him for pickin all their winter treats.
Written by,
Bonnie May
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Georg
Split his pants and thanked by seven grateful squirrels? I'd say he did good. LOL Too cute, well done!!
(((HUGS))) and love, karla.
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fee
Your range on poetry is truly amazing - simply wonderful!!
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Lance
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
My favorite squirrel story comes from shortly after my two boys were adopted from Haiti...They were gazing out the window one day and excitedly exclaimed that there was a kangaroo on the fence! hee, hee... I guess they do, sort of, look alike in some ways... and pictures certainly don't indicate their real size!
Cryssa