Dear Gray Squirrel,
Tell me, what are you looking for!
The bird food you do deplete,
Yet you keep passing by my door,
Is your search never complete?
Your manners I do deplore!
Always looking for a tasty treat!
You’ve had that, yet look for more!
Your greed knows no defeat!
This poem was inspired by the gray squirrel that lives in a tree in my backyard who seems to never get full nor tired. He is always eating or searching. He is cute but can really be a pest at times! 😊
Admire someone today
Bless them too
Encouraging words say
Give thanks or pray
Honor a few
Inspire not inveigh
Just give a hug or two
Make someone’s day
Nod out of the blue
Quiet gratitude portray
Uplift in the midst of ado
Visit to chase away gray
Write thoughtful words true
X-out actions that cause dismay
Yes, bless others all day through
Zip berating, give a kudos bouquet
Cabbages and Kale
Wear Ruffles and Pearls
In the land of kings
They dance til dawn
While sparrows watch
And nightingale sings
Their splendor soon fades
As warm breezes kiss
And sunshine brings
The end of Winter’s ball
And thus herald in
Sights which are Spring’s
Rhyme ( 5 syllable lines/abCabC
Mr. Gray Squirrel is back today
Eating from the feeder like it’s okay
“You’re a funny looking bird” I say
My comment causes him no dismay
“Mighty fine sunflower seeds” says he
“Quite worth my trip down the tree”
“Ah yes, but not meant for you” says me
With a smile and nod, away he does flee
To Be Continued….I imagine
Unfinished projects abound.
Each day showing me they’re around,
They shift and fall and fret,
Hoping my attention to get.
Some buried beneath a paper stack,
Just lie in wait for what they lack.
Others in plain site collect
Dust, as each day them I neglect.
Sadly they all sit, waiting for the day,
For me to have time to bring life their way.
My inner child’s asking
“Whose hand are you holding
As you walk today?”
“If it’s the Hand of Pleasure,
She will lead astray”
“If it’s the Hand of Worry
You’ll have a bad day”
“I’m holding the Hand of God”
I say, ” So I’ll always be okay”