Walk Home
We watched
As the squirrel jumped into the trash
Emerging quickly
With the remains of our granola bar in his mouth.
We laughed and laughed and talked about it
All the way home.
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this is such a sweet poem… i see squirrels daily near my home and smile at their antucs all the time… nice job…
What a picture! Adorable poem!
You know where the important things are. Great job.
shared laughter. I love it