A Winter's Visitor Poem by Bryan Taplits

I saw a squirrel today, through the window pane,
It looked at me most steadily -
As though it knew my name.
Reviewing me, it stayed its course,
To see if I was a delicacy,
Then shaking its head, with eyes perplexed,
It concluded: "Hmm? Unsavory! "
Then it turned on its heel, suddenly,
on my windowed porch this day,
And with a superior fling- as though it were king
And a chitter of: "So long" (I blinked, and now it was gone) ,
It chattered:
"See you again, my sluggish friend.
See you again next Spring! "