The Squirrels Poem by Natasa To

That morning I saw the squirrel
wided the eyes and seemed to say:
'good morning, Ms Wandering'.
His tail waved me &
jumped into the lemon tree.
When I came home
that day to feed the squirrel,
waited for me there to say:
'good afternoon, Ms Wandering',
then disappeared in the big jungle tree.
Oh, the squirrel!
'What's the cutest animal that I loved.'
I found myself the missing love
in the beautiful nature of Ohio.
I still watch Fall season
that was someone else's Fall.
The gray squirrels were dancing,
the ground were covered full golden leaves.
I dream of blue heaven
and traveling through Asia.