crossing the street.
A loving lady was more than sweet.
She told me she didn't want the
cat to be run over anymore-
that's what I thought about the squirrel
months before.
Now we need to slow down and beware-
of creatures living in nature everywhere-
Lets look out for hurt ones
and show we care.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem