one day
i won’t find myself
watching squirrels
run around
doing squirrelly
things

today
is not that day

thank god
for that

when i was kid
my grandma
had a squirrel in the front yard
with a deformed
front paw

we named him
rocky

excuse
the lack of originality
and possible
copywrite infringement

he would
come to porch
take nuts and corn
out of your hand

i like to think
i have earned
a little respect
in the bushy tailed
rodent circles

at least in illinois